A quiet day pootling around Dorset
Recovering from the shoe-ing yesterday 🙂
We have made it an annual event, running away from responsibilities for a few days, ever since we were students. So that would be, um, (mumbles) twentythreeyears.
How did that happen?
Think a British Thelma and Louise.
But without the tragic ending.
And a bit more sensible.
And listening to Abba.
So possibly a bit more like Wallace and Gromit.
It’s great fun.
And we see great stuff.
A couple of days ago we were in Marlborough, where Princess Kate went to school. But more importantly we saw this
Cerne Abbas and Glastonbury tomorrow.
Can’t wait !