Alfie's Diary Archive

It’s good to have my master home, my mistress gets a bit boring after a while. Don’t tell her I said that though. She is […]

Just to prove the whole dressing gown thing. The doorbell rang yesterday, except it wasn’t the one in the house it was the one at […]

I had to laugh. There was my mistress listening to a bit from the radio by a lovely old lady who has won the Nobel […]

My mistress has lost the plot. She was only dancing on her own round the lounge. Dancing might be a minor exaggeration as to say […]

Not content to completely besmirch Santa’s good name for her own pleasure, my mistress has only gone and sent a poem about Santa to a […]

When you live in a country that basically sits at sea level, waterlogged is the term you use to describe the dry ground. When it […]

It turns out that my mistress is trying to start a forest in the lounge. My first thought was “At last she has caved in […]

Cardboard boxes are appearing all over the place. My mistress seems to be intent on hiding everything away in boxes. She says it is all […]

You really do have to laugh. The moles are definitely in the lead. They had dug 18 holes in this end of the garden in […]

I’m sorry children. I don’t think there will be any presents this year. My mistress appears to have killed Santa. She claims it was an […]