Arthur had a couple of nights away the other week, but while we enjoy the odd weekend away, he hates it. It makes for a stressful time; so stressful that the usual conversation on collecting him goes something like this:
‘Was he okay?’
‘Well he was a little runny on the first day, but soon firmed up passing a solid stool this morning.’
Too much information. I think a simple, ‘he was fine,’ would cover it.
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