My bearded one’s daughter, husband and their two young ones arrived late last night after a five hour journey from their home in Kent. It was lovely to see them again but I was disappointed not to see my ginger friend Basil, a fine member of the Labrador tribe.
After much excitement shoe horning everyone into their various beds, (I did not offer mine to anyone) we all had a peaceful night and awoke early ready for an adventure. First thing, I had to take my bearded one and his granddaughter Poppy for their early morning walk, Poppy was still wearing her pajamas. One of my pictures is me getting an early morning cuddle from Poppy.
We all had a hearty breakfast and were ready for off on a gentle cruise towards Great Haywood, our target for today. It was very pretty and I walked a lot of it. We stopped at lunch time at a delightful place called Weston on Trent. The Woolpack beckoned, Mr Marston lived there we stayed quite a while they all seemed thirsty.
At last we arrived at Great Haywood, one of my favourite places. I took my family for a walk in Shugborough Hall grounds where I know there are lots of squirrels I got so excited and unfortunately I took a short cut over a mossy field in hot pursuit – it was actually a lake covered in a green algae I went for an involuntary swim. It was quite a surprise I tell you.
My long haired one rescued me and gave me a rub down my other picture today is after my rub down – very embarrassing.
Love Douglas x