There is still a bit of rain about and it could be considerably warmer. They decided to visit Wightwick (pronounced witik) – these humans they don’t even bark – Manor this morning and my long kennel was driven to a convenient mooring to this end. I was invited to join them. Wightwick Manor is a National Trust property that I, with my long haired one and my bearded one have visited before. I am allowed in the grounds but not in the house for some reason but as it happens, the house is closed to humans on Tuesday’s so that is just fine. We did enjoy it again, interestingly, the property was given to the NT by the Manders paint family in 1930’s the offer was declined as the building was considered too young, then only about 50 years old. In the end the gift was accepted complete with the contents – a collection of pre-raphaelite paintings and original William Morris wall papers etc. it is one of their gems. It rained a lot as we walked around the grounds. Back on my long kennel, we started our journey north and arrived at a most attractive mooring outside the Fox and Anchor at Cross Green at just about beer o’clock whatever that is. As it happens, I volunteered to be on guard duty in my long kennel because I had walked for miles today and was really quite tired. They came back quite late and happy.
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