Drax, is very much like his human Daddy, in that he doesn’t bother to think things through before doing them. Yesterday evening he decided his dinner time was at 6.30pm, when in fact it’s at 8pm.
Last night #1 son called just as Bear was deciding whether he needed an extra few minutes to finish whatever was so important he had to still be doing it at 9pm.
So much for not having political meetings until March.! The sneaky bastards have arranged a meeting for tomorrow night and for next Wednesday evening.
Dinner’s done and cooling, ready to go in a container for Bear to take to work. I made a North African Shakshuka today, that’s accompanied by Greek yoghurt and a toasted Turkish flatbread with Italian olive oil.