old boy

This morning we attended a grandparents tour on my grandsons' school, Erymsteads in Skipton.  The place is a fantastic building but like a warren, I am sure I would get lost there every day.  On our way round I came across this fellow, he had obviously got lost and no-one looked for him for some considerable time, Alas!!
This was followed by a trip to Harrogate for Christmas shopping with two of the grandchildren, one who knew exactly what he wanted and the other couldn't decide between soft toys and a doll.  Needless to say we only purchased one present. Until she decides we will have to wait another day.
Back home and through some more horrid weather, hope tomorrow is better.