BOO!

Well bloody hell, I made it to Monday. And out of my football group I seem to be the one with the least problems as Neil the dice man ended up in hospital having 8 stitches in his head! (Sorry chuck!) Saturday was a bit of a day as you can imagine. Crappy football game, which luckily we managed to salvage a draw from, crappy hoo haa in the pub afterwards, jackets stolen in the Dublin Castle, hangover that lasted 'til Sunday evening - yeah, you get the idea....

Unfortunately folks, it's a bit of bad news today and I'm feeling rather grim as little Lulu is not very well and is going to have to be put to rest with the fairies tomorrow. She has a malignant tumor in her throat which has got progressively worse and is making it hard for her to eat and breathe. The sad moment has come where it can only be cruel to keep her alive with me. It's been a tough old week of ups and downs and I don't feel any more ready to do the deed than when I first knew. Anyway this is tough writing and I just want to forget about it and think about something else. The Bengali Queen is calling for her loyal subject to take to her needs with her gold handled brush so I must be away at once.

More photos on the way as requested. Lots of Love bunnies. Get well soon Neil. XXXX