Tea in a stable

We're at Nanny's this weekend with cousin Henry which means life's all about the grub.

Walked to the swings this morning and then had a lovely lunch at The Dog. In the afternoon we went to see Great Grandad who's broken free from a 3 week stint in Hospital to a nursing home. On the grounds was a lovely restaurant called the Dark Horse. A converted stable block where we had a cuppa with Nanny and Graham.