My basset obsession continues. Sorry about that. It’s hard not to get overly focused on them when you spend most of your waking hours with them. It’s me and my shadows here at Domestic Executive HQ. When I can’t see the hounds it’s always... It’s been an Executive Day in town today so I spent most of my day scuttling between appointments. It was particularly unpleasant with the cold Wellington wind bearing down on you. Although I had my camera with me I didn’t have time or inclination to... Being a basset is very hard work. It takes a lot of effort to carry around such a big heavy body on such little legs. When you see the world through smell, it can be exhausting to get around. Those long ears dragging on the floor can trip you up when you least... In just a few weeks we’ll have a fig tree to add to our orchard. So in years to come we’ll be able to make this week’s recipe using our own fruits. Until such time we’ll have to make do with what’s on offer in the supermarket. But... I just had to get out. Get away from the flu. Or rather get away from the impact of the flu. It’s been one of those days where my otherwise tidily organised week has turned to custard. People ringing up sick and can’t make their appointments. Or... 