One summer holiday with Jinks, we went into the local church. Two ladies were arranging the flowers. It was quite hot. And Jinks quickly saw/smelt/whatever the bucket of water they had been using.
With a little help from Ray (who I guess asked the said ladies) he had a nice cool drink.
I was going to call this 'holy water' but changed my mind.
Hey, Babs I feel you knew the little fella better than I did!
Bep, luckily I was the one who documented them all!
Brad, I am smiling - he was never poor (anything!)