We would have slept in until five thirty had it not been for the unexpected arrival of our neighbour the farmer and his team of workers at five o'clock prompt .Sleep proved impossible amid a roar of petrol engines and clanking treads as a convoy of caterpillar tractors and John Deeres arrived in the fields outside the bedroom window. I was greeted with a cheery hello and the statement that this was the best time to cut the lupins before it gets too hot. The temperatures hit thirty three yesterday and are set to rise to thirty five today - so an early morning start in the fields is an absolute must.The boyz were delighted that we had company and rushed out to greet the early morning arrivals with unbridled joy. Wilf with singular determination drafted the workmen into an impromptu ball throwing exercise. Even though they are now well into middle age their enthusiasm for what each new day might bring remains undimmed. I guess that's a pretty good way to live life and a reminder that dogs can teach their owners a thing or two. They are now settled down in the shade of the courtyard trees in preparation for a serious morning nap.
I'm not sure that Digbys diet is having any effect but it's early days yet.
