After all the vinegar trials and tribulations I am thrilled to announce that the shallots are pickling.  As I expected there was a slight mishap in that Aunty Biscuit couldn’t easily get the top off the bottle and when she did finally manage spilt some on herself.  I did think we could write a poem about it all and call it the lady of shallot but apparently that title has been used albeit about a different topic.  Talking about different topics my paw print is going on a jug, along with Harriers and the collies.  The very nice people from the pottery painting place came and put some paint on my paw (it tickled slightly) and took an impression.  Its special paint that is non-toxic, washes out etc.  This is a good job as I then transferred the paint onto Aunty Biscuit’s trousers and the floor whilst supervising the rest of proceedings.