Before I left, quite a few people asked me "Aren't you going to get a bit lonely being on your own for 3 and a half weeks?". "Course not I said, Ollie is such great company it'll be great."
Cue a 200 mile journey this afternoon, where the dog slept for 160 of them and seemed immume to my exclamations of "ooo, there's stonehenge Ollie" and "look at that field of big cows", and turned his nose up at my choice of CD (granted, I had it on continuous play for 2.5 hours).
But now we've arrived in Devon and the cottage is lovely, multi-channel TV is at the ready and we're settling down to a bowl of doritos and a glass of wine/ bowl of water. Life seems very simple this evening.
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