... the most miserable morning so far - and that's quite something, as there have been a few contenders, but today is absolutely foul out there.
I'm wearing thick tights, Uggs and a woolly dress - just what you want to be wearing when you're off on your hols - I DON'T think!
We've just got the last bit of sorting out to do; fridges to clear out, bins to empty and the window and door check. Chris and Wendy will be here later this morning to collect my girls and to take them to Boot Camp for a fortnight. They are so far absolutely clueless about their immediate future (Lily and Rose that is; Chris and Wendy are in no doubt about what it holds for them!) and I have got that awful butterflies in the tummy feeling that I get whenever I'm really nervous about something. This is absolutely no reflection on Chris and Wendy, but more about my reluctance to leave the girls behind. I'm going to miss them so much.
LILY & ROSE
Here are some photos of Lily & Rose. There are a few from the first time we saw them when they were just 4 weeks old. They would fit on your hand at this age and didn't look much like westies!
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