An obvious highlight of the pub we ate in in Dorset
Some of the downsides of driving in Dorset
Luckily John's car has a proximity sensor. It took quite a squeeze to get through here.
The regimental badges, above and below, are created by exposing the white chalk under the grass.
Bugger the flowers, I want my lunch. Cathy experiencing the joys of being expedition photographer.
Thatched cottage. Reminded me of Shane Warne just a little bit.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that an author in possession of a good story must be in need of a quill.
The door to Jane Austen's house
5 Appletree Lane, Spencers Wood
Andy surveying his immaculate garden.
A visiting duck called Gemima.
Susie's creme brulee
Shopping for Cornish pasties in Wokingham.
Overlooking the golf club. Didn't get to play, sadly, but maybe when we return from France.
I was sorry to see that the nature of Sausage of the Week was kept secret from us.
ReplyDeleteI hope the truck missed the blue car in the background.
Paul you seem to of spent time off the bike. Shame!
I hope Gemima didn't precede the breme crulee. She would not of liked the blowtorch to the belly.
If the brown paper back in Andy's hand contains Cornish Pasties, surely you have "shopped" for Cornish Pasties in Wokingham.
No golf, no trip on Kerensa, O well there's always a pint.
I don't need to make a comment, Peter seems to have covered it all. Love to Andy and Susie. Looking forward to their trip downunder next year.
ReplyDeleteThe Crocketty Croquet player could be confused with Jake the Peg
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