Please play with me

I took a train to Guiseley to join Roam for a walk in Spring Wood with Whiskey. The woods were as deserted as the train. I thought I was going to run out of light before finding someone for a portrait when the lovely Chloe appeared with her soul sister, Claire. Thank you girls.

Roam is missing his own girl. Shenny is in Sri Lanka, renewing her visa and, as ever with these things, it is a protracted business. She's already missed the flight back that she was booked on. They've now paid lots of money for fast-tracking the process, still hoping she might be able to get back before Christmas. We were relying on her to organise everything this year! I'm not sure we can cope on our own. It might have to be cancelled!

Whiskey almost caught a squirrel before it escaped up this tree. For being the most placid dog in the world, he got surprisingly pissed off that the furry little fellow wouldn't come back down. He rarely barks but certainly let rip on this occasion. I think he took exception to the squirrel just sitting in the branches, goading him from above. Whiskey can never understand any creature turning down an opportunity to play.