I do not fully understand why everyone has an image of a labrador and a toilet roll and is happy about it but when I tear one to shreds on the landing the boss is not amused. You may have noticed that I now call him boss instead of master. I watched a few Dr Who episodes over the weekend and master has some bad connotations. Maybe he does have drums in his head.

Met my little sister for a run on Milnerton beach. She now seems to be my big sister

Didn’t drink the Jagermeister because I am underage. But joined in the fun and the toasting.

Didn’t bite anyone, but may have had a wee on the floor with all the excitement and they had left me a whole fountain to drink

I think I have broken a tooth or two

There are no Labradors racing in F1 but if there was he would probably be called Jenson. I think it is a bit cruel after a very long race to have to listen to the Austrian national anthem

There must be a collective noun for a group of Labradors – probably a party