Younger Son took the phone call. 'We have your dog at the main gate.' By the time I got to the main gate of the Bible College George was running around the grounds again.
But he was really good when we were away and that's what you always hope for from your children too, isn't it? That they won't show you up and misbehave when they're out. George was wonderful. He waited until he was on his way home in the car before he started eating the duvet we'd taken for him to sleep on. (At home he has to sleep on a rug - which he's gradually eating his way through - because he eats every bed we give him.) He carried on from where he'd left on when we brought the duvet in the house too.