I've just remembered a nice story - while talking to a child pre-assessment I asked her about her family, and did they have any pets?
"Yes" she said."We've got a dog"
"What kind of dog?"
"He's an Old Station dog". Took me awhile to work that out.
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.


(my Nan lived next door but one with her horrible, vicious dog)