Yesterday morning I found myself going out for a run. As I walked briskly down our street (it's always important to warm up properly, as we all know) and started my jog, I noticed how quiet everything was.
Not a car. Not a plane (we live quite near Heathrow). A couple of elderly people walking their dogs in the park - that was it.
And then I realised that most normal people are still in bed - or at least indoors - at 8.30am on a Sunday. I'd already been up for 3 hours, so it felt almost like lunchtime...Oscar, unfortunately, doesn't know when it's Sunday. Or he does, and he's getting us back for something bad we've done...
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Just one question, how exactly does one 'posset' on a rabbit? It sounds interesting :-)
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