Blake Mere looked even more delicious in the morning sun - madam certainly thought so with not an ounce of contrition for the damage inflicted upon poor old Sky the elderly whippet.
'Look at me,look at me'
Lesley and I set off with the boys in a convoluted walk towards Welshampton, lots of glorious open pastureland and no cattle in the fields so the world belonged to us for 3 hours or so.
Next to appear were Sky (pleased to see he has recovered from Daisy's attack) and his manic Daschund sidekick on speed - she took on the lot bless her and never stopped. These are the only unblurred pics I could capture from the 'playground'.
What a great day and our blokes did quite a lot of chores and polishing whilst we were out - we did make dinner
'Look at me,look at me'
The pretty bridge 55 with Cole Mere in the background - the solitary cottage behind us has just recieved a Tesco delivery (we all had a job to get by each other on the track/lane) - we considered a highjack but neither of us had remembered our masks and balaclavas; and it's a very long time since either of us have seen a stocking
We reurned to the boats all hot and thirsty and lurked outside with a glass of beer - first to engage was Muttley's doppelganger - a Tibetan called Bobby who was completely clipped out; I've never seen a Tibetan without tail 'feathers' before -look out my boys; we think he looks lovely and it would get rid of the bits most prone to tangle
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