TUESDAY 2nd Feb: Sun, wind and reed seed heads
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Sidney:
They have been re-doing the roof again. Two rolls of tape now. But there was a horrible wind, and nothing fell off, so maybe they can leave it alone now? I spent all yesterday asleep which was nice and peaceful. But bedtime is turning into a bit of a problem. Now that The Brat is old enough they think they can trust her not to wee on the bed, they are allowed on the big bed for a few minutes before Lights Out. We used to have a lovely peaceful routine. I would get there first, and take the best spot. Then Dad would sneak in down one edge. Then Mum would sneak in and push me further onto Dad's side, and we would all go to sleep.
Now we all have to cope with bouncing. I tell you, it is such a relief when they get tipped into their prison in the corner, and I can actually get some rest. The Brat seems to think that my ears need washing. Why? I can wash my own ears, thank you very much.
Cato:
A very windy walk in the tail end of a storm, yesterday. Very sunny, and golden, but biting wind too. We went to the Big Park with the Lake, and walked all the way round. Didn't see any other dogs at all! So Tara didn't act all submissive and silly to them. The wind swept all the smells away very quickly, so we had to sniff carefully:
Mum said the light was very golden cos of the low sun, and the wind was whipping the lake into waves, but we were more interested in exploring.
You can't see the coots and the ducks and the moorhens, but we were looking at them over the end of the bridge. They thought we were going to give them some bread. But Tara would have eaten it if we had any.
And these are gulls.
There are lots of fishermen and bird watchers round this lake. Tara likes their sandwiches, if she can get them. Mum gets cross.
Tara:
Dad took us down a muddy bit and Mum said 'No!' but we tried anyway, until we saw all the mud.
And then we had to turn back. 
This is the the cliff down to the drainage ditch.
Dad always says 'keep away from the edge!' but Mum always says 'let them fall in. we can fish them out, and they will learn their lesson, that way, won't they?' I think Mum is mean, but maybe I will push Cato in, one day.
This is the path to the Donkey Field. It is very dark because a big black cloud was just rolling in front of the sun, and making everything dark. The donkeys weren't there again today.
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