Seat stealer

Honestly, I literally got up to get a drink and Hugo stole my seat. Little monkey! Not sure if he was actually asleep. Or was just pretending. He looked so cute and comfortable.

I felt like joining him. We got back late from London last night. Well technically this morning. I was feeling a tad sleepy myself.

For once, I had the forethought to plan a quiet day. So I got to watch the coverage from yesterday afternoon’s World Cup jumping. Blimey that was a jump-off and a half.

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