My new Three Miler?

Over the past few days we have taken receipt of the wall lights,* and an order of LED Squirrel Cage bulbs.  I now really need to get on and get them installed.  

The curtains for the dining room are currently being made, and I am well aware that 30% is keen to get that room looking a little more respectable.**

With that in mind, this morning I headed in to Alcester to pick up some choc block connectors. I now have everything I need to make a start.

At this point one might expect a tale of replacing light fittings, but, instead, I headed out down the lane with TB and Hobson.  We wandered as far as Pete the Beekeeper's house, before turning and heading back home.  The walk was pleasant and, apart from one passing car,*** we saw no-one at all.

Back at home I had a quick play with Google Maps and it seems that this walk is about one and a half miles each way. It seems that I may have an alternative Three Miler that avoids the Townies that seem to be infiltrating the village.

This afternoon I gathered together the various blocks of beeswax, that are scattered around the property. The final tally is just over eight kilogrammes, or eighteen pounds, which will be exchanged for brood foundation at the Beekeeping Show later on this month.

This evening also saw another trip out with Hobson and TB.  We are off on a boating holiday in June and the dogs will need to go to a local dog boarder.  She is a lovely lady that boards the dogs in her own home. There are no draughty kennels, just warm beds and sofas in a house filled with dog toys. The reason for this visit was that she had not had TB stay with her before, and she wanted to ensure that he was well behaved, and would get on with her own three dogs.

We spent over two hours chatting, and it was after nine o'clock before we finally made it home. I can report that TB was assessed as lovely, despite the fact that he peed up her footstool ... apparently scent marking is expected!

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* These were ordered at the back end of November. They are lovely, but are made to order, and the chap who makes them seems a little disorganised.

** as am I

*** Crazy Steve gave us a wave!