The Great Grave Run

Yesterday was a year since Mr W lost his Best Friend Mervyn so today we went to put some flowers on his grave  - in a pickled onion jar. (Apparently he liked Pickled onions!) We also called on Mr W's Grandads grave, somewhere he visits often, just for a chat and leave some flowers.

Then he took me to a pub in Ringmer that have chickens roaming free which I just love. A little chicken sat on my foot and had a little kip. I tried to steal the chicken but she pecked me on the tooth to tell me I couldn't do that. Fair enough I guess!

And he even took the Audi out!!!! Yes, I almost fell off my chair.