It’s not been a good time for the bassets this week. There was a set back this weekend in Fortnum’s recovery following his insistence on licking his stitches. As a result he was packed off to the vets to get a buster collar fitted and... I’ve never been hugely lucky with neighbours apart from a lovely older couple in Ouston, Chester-le-Street, who had the downstairs flat. Although they fought all the time and I could listen to what they watched on TV they were really friendly and always... It’s been two years – that’s 730 days – since I arrived in New Zealand to start my new life as a Domestic Executive. Those painful first few hours after stepping off the plane are starting to fade to the long term memory but it’s still... I forgot to update you bloggers of how big the puppies are growing. They were weighed at the vets this week and as you might expect they are getting bigger and bigger.If you look back to previous posts you’ll see how far they’ve grown:To the strapping lads... This week I declared warfare on the weeds on our land. I know that I’ll be fighting a losing battle for years to come but you have to start somewhere.This decision followed a rather painful lesson in weeding – make sure that your teeshirt meets your shorts... 