Horseing About

Suddenly realised that Alfie’s cooler was hanging up to dry in the far end of the living room. Sincerely doubt that Andy and The Major will appreciate me tramping through there tomorrow morning whilst they’re trying to sleep, so it’s now hanging on my bedroom radiator.

Luckily I went a bit over the top with the detergent, so it doesn’t smell even vaguely of horse.

Apparently it smells of ‘pearl and moonflower’ instead, whatever the frick that is.

Don’t think horse could look any less enthusiastic about going out exploring this morning…