A chilly grey day here chez Casa Reynard, interspersed with biblical-grade showers at regular intervals.
I did not have the best night's sleep, not sure why. Had intended on turning firewood into logs today, as the bins in the garage are empty, but I have no desire in getting wet. That task will have to be deferred till tomorrow. Fortunately there's enough wood in the house for later.
Instead, I have spent the day writing, watching snooker and trying to book a steward for the Midland / Central joint shows.
One of the other Household Pet judges has had to withdraw, and I've been allocated most of his classes because my next engagement isn't until August and so there's no clashes / conflicts. This includes the overall Best in Show in the Central. I normally prefer to work without a steward, but as I will now have a very big book, I need someone to do the legwork and take my results slips to the table.