Missing eggs, found eggs all you need is a dogs nose.

I looked all week for Drummy's eggs but 10 minutes is all it took Angus to find them, can you see them they are under all that sugar cane scrap, she had made a hole and there were seven eggs in there plus two empty shells, Angus tax.

She was hanging around watching us but looking the other way.

A bit grotty they need a good wash.

Most mornings this little bloke wakes me up, if not her then Leeroy does the job.

She was tapping on the window but by the time I found the camera she had stopped.

Someone left the door open.

Nothing like a dust bath then go into the laundry and have a good shake.

My entry for this week.

"Words for wednesday".
She was the french queen but cared little about her adopted people.
They were starving but that didn't matter as long as she could continue her lavish lifestyle.
Now she was riding the devilish cart of death.
She had a panoramic view of her city on the way to madam guillotine.
She had various company sharing the same fate and a cheer went across the crowd as each head fell into the basket, not a good end but we reap what we sow.