Went for lovely walk during the day on Saturday in Rothampstead park with mum & dad. The weather's getting all autumnal so I kept getting leaves in my carriage. It's not on really. The little jaunt culminated in a pint in the pub..... for dad, I got nothing except rocked and told what a good boy I am. Then off home because Saturday night saw me out at the Stacey's for what I can only assume was the biggest match of my life so far judging by the shouting that was disturbing my beauty sleep. Anyway, dad seemed well chuffed with the result as did the rest of the boys. I don't think Alison really cared as she got to cuddle me for a substantial part of the night. Apparently there's an even bigger match next Saturday. I don't think my little ticker can take it! Allez Les Blancs!
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