Spending time with Della, taking her for walks with Sam around Paxton Pits and letting her play on my computer but still worried about her eyelash plucking removing most of the lashes from those remaining on her left eye-lid. Diana and I talked late into the night, worried about this tendency as it is inexplicable and very disfiguring.
Up early and my chores again, this time taking Della with me and Sam and seeing off Debbie at the school bus stop. On to the sweet shop and there waited outside as Della bought her weekly sweets. Then on to the pits where we all searched for muntjac deer tracks and found plenty but no sign of the animals to go with them. A long and energetic walk and then back home to rest and recuperate and Della's friend, Naomi, came round to play. Once Debbie was back from school, we all set off for The Southoe Little Chef for a quick meal and Debbie had a fit about not having been able to change and make telephone calls before she left.
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She made the call whilst we were there and so went off afterwards to spend the night at a friend's house in Eaton Ford whilst I settled down to watch some good Rugby League Football on the TV. I got Della to make the tea later (after her friend had gone and she was getting bored) and she made a very good job of it. I had read most of another book on training gundogs between the TV action this afternoon and am concluding that there is all manner of conflicting advice on the subject, and it is for each person to extract and select that which he finds sympathy with. Della was playing with my computer this afternoon, which was good for her, but then the bad news was that she must also have been plucking out most of the lashes from those remaining on her left eye-lid. Diana and I talked late into the night, worried about this tendency as it is inexplicable and very disfiguring.