Walk in the Forest

Before we left our friends in the New Forest we went with J and all her family dogs for a walk. There were six and they all behaved so well, coming from three different households. The whippets leapt through the water and sped away like veritable racers while the Scottie, King Charles and the smaller terrier were more relaxed and the ginger Irish terrier tried to keep up with the runnaways but without much success.

On the way home N and I stopped for lunch in the Chase at Tollard Royal. The King John pub was certainly unexpectedly classy with a breath of London. A Portuguese ran the business with good food and a very polished "country" décor inside. A vintage Bentley was parked outside and later we saw a few wedding guests. Eventually two small bridesmaids and a very nervous bride emerged ready to be driven to the village church.

Home again and all is well.