A dog in waders.

The Old English sheepdog just came into my office wearing waders. (OK around Roly's neck and not on his great big hairy feet.) Yes, interesting times... (They were on the line and he'd walked through the strap)

And this picture I hope gives me a few bragging rights. I got this flathead with the handspear today - guts out it weighed 1.985 Kg

Had to drive home in the wetsuit as I can't get out of it alone.

We have some cooked tomato in the coffin-freezer. We have two plants planted out and repotted. We have Mike reporting that the turn in cheque for DOG AND DRAGON has arrived (good, they pay on acceptance.) We have a little writing done today. And we have me going to bed.