Oh boy has it rained this weekend. Mummy and Fat fat Daddy decided it was ideal weather to look for a boat. I worry about them really I do. Look at me all wet and soggy.
They finally decided on this boat.
Then I had to wait forever while they cleaned the boat and signed papers and sorted out moorings and and and, boring stuff.
The boat had no name. So, as I was such a good boy I was allowed to name the boat. Well actually we all agreed there was only one name we wanted to give our boat.
So when we got home we opened a bottle of bubbly stuff and drank a toast.
To a very dear friend and our new boat, who both they now share the name "Fufu"