Homing pigeon

Had to go home this weekend. Like a homing pigeon. Dad had a health scare this week, maybe it was that.

Squidge and I visited Chorlton Farmer's Market in the morning and picked up incense sticks, candles and homemade honey. Then we dropped into Moose for coffee and eggs.

Then it was up to the farm. Mum and Dad were great and stepped in to play with Squidge so that I could go for a walk. I have so many memories on the farm and I lay in the grass at my old spot (where this pic was taken - I used to sit and listen to my Walkman as a moody teenager).