Worked on novel this morning but gave up after an hour and a half. I was stuck - and feeling a little fed up that the flow wasn't as good as usual. It's always a bad sign when I resort to cleaning - I did.
The weather has been idyllic - glorious sunshine, a gentle breeze and a silvery blue sea.
The dogs have felt the heat. Jacob (the Newfie Rescue) should really be named Kamikazee. The last couple of meal times he has taken to leaping on a growlling Humphrey. Interestingly Humph looks rather surprised and although he makes a lot of noise he hasn't reciprocated - yet.
With my partner down in Somerset I caught myself trawlling through houses again in his home area. I am so thrilled when I hear him so full of energy and clearly enjoying himself immensely I can't help but wonder if we wouldn't be wise to reconsider Somerset. He is cogitating on this. I love it here, but I love England too.
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