On sneezing and shaking...

It's like a bad joke from a Sarah Salway novel (or would be if I ever wrote bad jokes, ahem) but I have developed hayfever and a sensitivity to pretty nearly everything this summer. In the meantime, Tally has developed a serious case of nerves. So when she comes near me, I sneeze. When I sneeze, she shakes, which makes me sneeze even more, which of course makes her keep on shaking. You get the picture. And then she won't leave me along because she's nervous.

So there we sit, the two of us, shaking and sneezing happily together - two merry English eccentrics. Although I am seriously considering this haircut for her as an option...