Wendy House

I decided on a late walk this morning as Robin is still not up to speed with feet after his operation.
I thought I would visit Ken an old friend at Wilton who has a workshop there.

We had a bit of a chip wag for about half an hour putting the world to right and just having a moan in general.

Time for lunch he said, but I hadn't got my Blip of the day yet, what the bloody hell is that he said.

Tell you after lunch Ken.

I think Ken made this little Wendy house for his daughters about 45 years ago, as you can see it's now used to store wood for the fire in the workshop.