My apologies for the lack of posts last weekend. Apparently the big bloke's been a bit "held up by all the rain" - at least, that's what I heard him telling the neighbour.

Now, if you ask me, all this rain makes for ideal working conditions. As you can see, with the soil nicely softened up, I can really get down and dirty - just the way I like it. So while he's inside taking it easy, I'm outside working my snout off doing what I do best (apart from eating, that is).

Yep, around these parts I'm AKA "Mr Plough"!

Another week and the Big Bloke's been hard at it. He's even found time to extend my pen - what a legend!

And as you can see, he's finished the second floor joists for the "studio with delightful views of Mt Cooroy". Pfffffffff... where does he get off having better views then me - not to mention a "studio".

I saw Him and Her up there the other day, standing on a piece of plywood, taking in the scenery. I'd like to go up there myself and check it out, but am yet to be invited. I'm sure I could climb a ladder if I put my mind to it. I'm surprisingly nimble on these trotter stilettos, considering my - ahem - portly figure.
Hamlet