Forager

A sunday morning walk with the girls - what bliss! Lucy came too and Loki Colourful Mai's son's puppy! Lucy not that impressed with her high spirits and kept trying to hide behind peoples legs! It was a pleasant stroll along the river and up through the woods, lots of dry crunchy leaves, filtered sunshine, mushrooms and berries! Then we stopped  for cake and herbal tea at Nellie of the Woods. Strangely Barry appeared just as the cake was put on the table! He is like a big bear with his beard and baggy thick jumper and I just love to cuddle him! 
There was much mirth over my disdain and outrage over the people who took the plot behind the chickens and proceeded to assert their non-existent rights over our plot end! Especially when I said I had finally discovered the name of the person was Cassandra, which pretty much fulfilled my expectations of anyone with such a name! Barry suggested she was the same one flogging tat on Facebook that should really just be thrown or given to a charity shop and that her name was probably really Sandra! I do apologise to anyone whose name is either! 
Of greater interest was how culpable journalists are if they do a story on a crime which they do not declare to the police - in circumstances where the criminality is a matter of debate given ones point of view and the insanity of the law! 
So after much fun the rest of the afternoon  was spent gently and happily doing nothing much at all till the chicken lock up! Was then delighted at the bloody explosion over the dinner table In Downton Abbey! Knew all the previous episodes clutching of his stomach did not bode well for him! Plus who in their right mind would want the elitist Mary as a love interest?!! I do like a bit of drama before bedtime!