Lovely relaxing weekend at Forty Acres, dining at Dinedor before heading on in dad’s BMW to the cottage. Lots of sleeping and a positively mid-summer day on Saturday. We spent our daylight hours sitting out on the patio reading. Having packed for the chills of mid-October, I didn’t have anything to light – and ended up stripping down to my underwear bikini.
Cuckoo busy. Sheeps baa-ing. Pheasants being dim (as usual). Admired dad’s new paths, and the proposed line of the Forty Acres Railway.