The time has come to sort out my laxativity. WordPressers and unsuspecting followers beware – you are about to be bombarded with hyperactive posts about End of the Road 2012, new canine members of the family and my renewed quest to find a job.
Motivation has hit an all time low lovely people, and I’d love it if this blog could help sort me out…

Meet Monty.
2 years old.
Rescue pup.
More lively than Jack’s beans.


Barks and cocks his leg like a trooper.
Rosemary bushes beware.