Roscoe here. Glad to see you again. I gather a few had a wee problem with the accent, like. Sorry bout that, but Mam says she likes it.
This week was very exciting. We had a birthday party for young Biggles and his brother Bertie. You know I’m not right friendly with Bertie. And Percy filled me in on events between Biggles and Bertie. It sounds like Bertie’s as bad with his brother as he is with me.
Anyhow, Biggles invited Neville and me to his party, which was on the floor in the living room. That was different! We don’t usually run around there. There was a nice warm blanket with something crinkly underneath. Mam says it’s a plastic tablecloth to protect her floor carpet. Oh, I get you 😉
I had fun exploring, and nosing around the things there, and I found some shiny things up at the side, apparently they spelled out summat, but I don’t read long words too well, especially when the letters are twice the size of meself. Neville discovered the birthday cake and spent nearly all his time there. Well, it was nice, and I did have some. Just not that much. Biggles was a bit shy of it too. He had a good rumble at me instead.
I gather the others had a second party with a separate birthday cake which Midge spent most of his time eating. Midge and Neville – I wonder what they’d do if they lived together?!
Neville’s teeth are growing along okay. Mam took more photos this weekend to show you how they go, week on week. Neville hasn’t lost any weight, mind.
And my lump has finally gone away (touch wood, Mam says), and I’ve finished one of the antibiotics and Mam says I can finish the other on Thursday. Of course it’s the horrid tasting one that lasts longer. I cannot wait for Thursday.
Have a nice week!