The trouble with playing hide and seek with a dog

A gentle morning of jigsaw doing and coffee drinking before an early lunch, then we went to Brockhampton Estate, a National Trust property nearby. We lost and and found Marc's car keys; played hide and seek; went round the creaky house; admired the roses, the foxgloves and the sweet peas; eyed up some second hand books; walked through sheep fields and saw a sheep shedding its fleece; then through the muddy woods which had climbing and balance wires and a rope swing; had cake and tea and ice cream; came home and realised we didn't have the key, so Dicon broke in. All is good, love holidays.