In the Old Aunties garden are buried Henry, Blackie, Blanc, Lassie and Sacha to my knowledge. There's probably more from the mists of time. My wife buried Blackie - a cat - but I had to re-bury him after he either:
1) Became undead and rose from the grave... but had left it a bit long and was in a bit of a state.
or:
2) A fox got him up as he was buried too shallow.
I kept the fox off/ kept him in his grave with a slab after his reburial.
The taties are doing great thanks. I've just got two rows to dig up. The rest are stored in bags in a cupboard. I'm pleased this year.
Well today was floor laying day. I decided to go cheap and put down vinyl tiles that are shaped like laminate flooring. They look good, keep the dust floating about for the vac, and can't be torn up by the dog. They are also very cheap.
Unfortunately, I ran out of a discontinued line, and, having checked with Mrs Paulclem, went ahead - alone - and got a different colour. Our lounge is now two tone. Mrs Paulclem has already informed me that she'll be ordering a more suitable colour off the internet to replace the contrasting light Maple tone.
So floor day will return sometime in the future. (My only consolation is that they were relatively cheap, but, being knackered, I was in no condition for the news). There's a pear cider in the cupboard.

