Wednesday, 29 July 2015

What would Lassie do?

On a recent walk we found a lost tennis ball.
What would Lassie do?*

Sunday, 26 July 2015

A lack of sossidges

We never know quite what we're going to find on our weekend walks at Chiltern Open Air Museum. We would if the Madwoman wasn't so bone idle of course, and bothered to check online, but that would just be hoping for too much.
Last weekend we found lots of vintage cars quietly grazing on the village green. We picked this one out as being suitable for wippitts of our calibre and style.
There was something for everyone. Including a stall selling sossidges. We dragged the Madwoman over to it, cast long and piteous looks at it, sucked in our sides so our ribs showed. She looked at the stall next to it and counted her change. "It's sossidges or cake," she said. We voted for sossidges. "Let us eat cake!" the Madwoman said. Yeah. We're still waiting for OUR slice. But she did promise we could have sossidge next time there was a stall.
This weekend there were medieval folk and knights milling around everywhere.
And no, no sign of Excalibur, although the Madwoman did spend a ridiculous amount of time trying them all out for size. They will learn one day not to let her handle them, as they have to virtually break her fingers to make her let go. 
Either a bad hair day, or more like a stress headache coming on at the sight of the Madwoman approaching. Although she had let go of the sword at this point.
Looks like everyone is having a bad hair day.
Or maybe trying to draw attention away from the knobbly knees.

We posed.
The lack of sossidges from the week before showed.
We practised being medieval lap dogs.
And then we spotted the medieval barbecue.
We reminded the Madwoman of her promise from the week before.
Sadly it was for the re-enactors, and posing with Sian didn't qualify us.
There weren't any sossidges anyway. Or even any sucking pig.
So we went home.
But our memories are long, oh yes they are, and a promise is a promise.

Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Weather forecasting

When we have visited Chiltern Open Air Museum, we have often noticed that
sometimes the cows lie down and it is sunny all day.

And on other occasions, they stand up and it is rainy all day.

Which just goes to show that you should never rely on a cow to
tell you what the weather is going to be like.
They are very mendacious, these cows.

Wednesday, 15 July 2015

Animal alphabet - Z

is for


* the Madwoman, being a skinflint, 
wouldn't buy us one,
so we had to improvise.

Saturday, 11 July 2015

A walk on the paint side

Not so much a walk on the wild side this morning as a stroll on the art side.
Yes, it's Arts Fest weekend at Chiltern Open Air Museum.

The Madwoman was quite taken by these ...

We watched artists at work ...

Icons posing with icons ...
(yes, that is real gold leaf and real lapis)

Meanwhile, over at the forge, leaves were being made.
No, not feet: they are in focus and the leaf isn't, purely due to the Madwoman's inability to point a camera with any degree of competence.
Regular visitors to our blog will be accustomed to this by now.
Also in the forge were these Raku hares and animals.
The Madwoman was smitten by these too.

And then the Madwoman bought a lino cut.
We think it might be Santa Paws.

And in Arborfield Barn there was a chance to have a go yourself ...

... so we did.
Pawprints on virgin canvas.
And then, exhausted by our artistic endeavours we went home
for a well earned snooze.

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

Animal alphabet - Y

is for 

(and for Yum)

* which is full of Lactowossit so therefore
qualifies as being a living organism

Friday, 3 July 2015

Toooo hot!

Too hot for words.
So this week we're doing pictures instead.
(And this is one of the reasons why we continue to put up with the Madwoman - despite her general ineptitude and complete inability to hold the camera the right way round when doing a video, she does make pretty good doggy icecream)

Wednesday, 1 July 2015

Animal alphabet - X

Bet you've been wondering what we were going to do for the letter X.
Well no cheating for us with things like 'Xtra big frog' or stuff like that.

is for

Here it is, on page 85.

* A type of Mexican Hairless dog.
And no, we have no idea how to pronounce it.

 (And just wait and see what we've got lined up for Y!)