Rolling in the deep (fox poo)

Different dog walk today behind my parents house. I went to have a look at their back fence. When we were children there was a gate out to the back field which led to the brook and more fields. We used to have great fun with our neighbours using the back gate and running around on the field. There's no gate now and loads of vegetation has grown up. Dylan found some irresistibly stinkier than the stinkiest thing ever to roll in, probably fox poo. He was having such a great time really rubbing it all in down his shoulders, back and getting it really ingrained into his collar while I remembered the back gate that I didn't have the heart to stop him. I've tried hard to get it off since and he still absolutely honks.

Spinning and gymming this morning, I had a front row seat so had to work hard. I took Heidi to gymnastics and then as it was still pouring I dropped her at mum and dads to try out new games for the memory cafe and walked the dogs on my own. I was cross with myself as had made a conscious decision to leave my camera at home as didn't think there would anything to photograph, there were lots of potential photos after the rain stopped. We collected India and had a quiet afternoon. The girls had their favourite Bang Bang chicken and apple crumble for dinner.

My friend Kate came over, she had the smallest spring in her step which has been missing for a few months, it was good to see her. Kate has just started blipping (at KCav )so we ended up discussing all the unblipped places in the world. Kate you are the one for the job!