Shugborough and Cannock Chase

We managed to find a mooring opposite Shugborough Hall on Wedsnesday (or maybe Thursday), which gave Lesley, 4 dogs and I a chance to walk the fabulous countryside. Lesley said she'd load way points into her GPS and we'd do a 17k walk on Cannock Chase (remember the Cannock Chase murders). So after several hours of up hill and down dale I suggested we make for home - battery's flat on the GPS! We'll be alright she says, we'll find our way back. I'm sure we will, but preferably this side of another 17k. Eventually spotted 2 guys in army fatigues - but they don't have a compass either. We made it home via a very welcoming pub, The Red Lion, at Little Haywood who gave the dogs bowls of water and biscuits (Baxter had been losing the will to live) and Lesley and I excellent pints. Lots to tell but we've had no signal - Lesley still hasn't so I have to go as she's yelling at me to get my boots on.

Daisy's Bones

If you look at the row of bones coming from her chest, they should continue horizontally along her ribcage, however, daisy's don't they dip sharply after her second rib and form a shape which Jill says looks like the plough constellation's saucepan shape!

Friends Re-united

We were in the last lock out of Fradley yesterday when I was assaulted by two hulking great labradors - one of which jumped up and did his level best to knock me backwards into the lock. Yep, it was Floyd & Fletcher with Lesley from NB Caxton in (very) hot pursuit. The dogs were ecstatic about being back together in their pack and it was lovely to be back with Joe & Lesley too. Since we've been back together we've nattered, downed a few, eaten a bit & walked. We have a lot of catching up to do as we head west and then north together.