Don't blip me

We were allowed out of London for the weekend on good behaviour. Up to Leicestershire to stay with friends who moved out to permanently available clean air - must have been on very, very good behaviour.

C said "No I don't want to be your blip"
So she is. Sue just smiled her lovely smile. Sandy the dog tried to slope off disgusted "Bloody townies"

The green stuff in the background is called countryside...apparently. There were woolly looking creatures eating grass. I was told this is where we get woolly jumpers from and would you believe it - lamb. Can't see it myself.