Two Gentlemen and their Expedition Mascot

Dad and Archie have come to stay

We all went out for a walk in an attempt to spot a kingfisher. Mr H and I have sometimes seen them on the local 'New River' walk. It was sunny when we left, however, all too soon an April 'shower' got us. For shower, you might read, heavens opened with driving wind and teeming down rain. We all got soaked and poor Archie was turned into a soggy doggy, a waterlogged whippet. We returned and got dried and warmed up and had a restorative coffee with a sausage sandwich.

I might add that we didn't spot the kingfisher.

The 'boys' always strike a pose for a photograph. It does makes me laugh.

:)