Busy

Our local farmer has been very busy this evening, making the most of the good weather. 

We should have been elsewhere today, but B woke with an attack of vertigo, such rubbish timing as we were due to meet up with his mates from 106 Entry at RAF Halton. We were to spend a couple of nights in Telford, with a reunion dinner tomorrow evening. 

He slept until 12 whilst I took Amber to the kennels at 9am, no point in her missing her hols and time with her doggie pals. I had hoped that maybe B would recover in time for us to be able to go later. He has improved a bit, but it’s risky.