Call me a daft old bat if you like, but this year we got our dogs an Advent Calendar each. They were on offer in Lidls and the chocolates inside are about the size of a 2p piece (or florin, for those gentle readers who remember our pre-decimal currency).
I decided to be organised about this, writing each dog's name on the calendar so I would know who had had what, and so that Barney wasn't going to be able to cheat. Florence insisted her name was written in copper plate....
The plan was that my one of my granddaughters (who is staying with us at the moment) would dish out the chocolates, but this morning Homer was unable to wait. He knows exactly where the Advent calendars are hidden, so he manoevred around several obstacles, stood on his little hind legs and gently pulled down his own calendar. Nobody else's, just the one marked 'Homer.' I caught him just as he was sneaking off under the table with it.
Homer is unrepentant. He says that reading comes naturally to him on account of his being named after a great literary giant...
Homer in his pre-Advent calendar days....
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What can you say? Perfectly named, eh?
I remember the days when you could have a night out for a florin....