Showing posts with label Tilley Farm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tilley Farm. Show all posts

Monday, 6 June 2016

Selfies

We did a six hour round car trip to the outskirts of Bath yesterday.
The reason?
So the Madwoman could get her ginger horse to do selfies.

Kiss my nose!
And give me that carrot!
  I think you'll agree that the selfies were a
bit of a waste of time.
Flash just has not mastered the art of it like we have.
Working up a pre-lunch appetite.
And getting photobombed by Tilley Farm
But we did get a quick walk up the track, plus a picnic lunch and to
say hello to our doggodmother Sarah Fisher,
so possibly not a complete waste of time.
Although we could wish that Bath was a bit closer.

Exhausted by all that driving.
Time for a short nap.





























Sunday, 20 September 2015

Another day out

We had just got settled in for a Sunday morning lie-in when the Madwoman 
made us get up again, telling us we were having an outing instead.
This is how it went:
 First toilet break, at Reading services.
Well, we'd had our breakfast an hour before and what goes in
must come out ...
It was kind of them to provide a special dog walking area, but in view
of the number of signs around telling the Madwoman to scoop our poop, you'd
think they would provide somewhere for her to dispose of it.
Not really the sort of souvenir you want to take home ...

 Second toilet break at a picnic area.
Lack of poop bins there too.

 Destination arrived!
Turned out to be Tilley Farm.
Here we are admiring the view just before taking a wee break.


 Then it was time for elevenses.
The Madwoman had thoughtfully provided liver bread and turkey for in-car snacks too.

And here is the purpose of our visit: the Madwoman's horse,
who was presented with a sack of carrots and some party balloons for his 30th birthday.
We think he liked the carrots better than the balloons.
And that's our aunty Robyn you can see in the background.

Thursday, 17 April 2014

Busy, busy, busy!

It has been a busy week for us so far.


By Wednesday we were already having to snatch dognaps wherever we could.

See? We told you it was an enormous schnozzle
On Sunday we went to Bath to visit the Madwoman's horse.
He has a huge nose and ate all the carrots which we thought the Madwoman had packed as snacks for us. We're partial to a crunchy carrot. Or two. 
Three is even better if a rare occurrence.


While there we checked out the Dog Friendly Garden. 
Archie snooped around and chased a few tennis balls (as usual, the Madwoman hadn't packed his favourite ones - all tennis balls are equal, but some are more equal than others.) 
You can read more about this over at the website HERE


Angel sulked for a bit as she wasn't allowed off the leash in case she squeezed through the gaps at the gate which she discovered. Our doggodmother Sarah Fisher wasn't there so we posed for a picture instead with Auntie Mags before having some (carrot free) lunch and heading home again.
Angel discovered this dustbin lid tethered to the fence.
Personally we prefer free range dustbins
Posing with nice Aunty Mags.
On Monday after we had done zoomies we pottered in the garden and supervised the Madwoman, who is trying to sort out our Grandma's borders. Important job, supervising. If we didn't keep the Madwoman's nose to the grindstone she'd be lolling around in the sun, getting nothing  done at all.

Seen one bluebell, you've seen them all.
Trust us on this.
On Tuesday it was off to the Chiltern Open Air Museum, where they were busy making Easter eggs out of wool, and to check on the progress of the bluebells. 

On Wednesday we did zoomies in the paddocks and thought we were heading home for elevenses when the Madwoman unexpectedly took a detour and we found ourselves in the carpark at the vet's. We breathed a sigh of relief when it turned out we were only there to pick up Angel's meds and to have our monthly weigh-in. 

Today, we're expecting yet more action in the shape of a visit from our Aunty Lisa Page. She says she is going to bring home-grown eggs - real ones you can eat rather than made out of wool. We like eggs. And our Aunty Lisa. 






Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Being good AND busy ...

We have once again been busy ...
Let's see, there's been:
 
 helping with The Madwoman's Advent calendar on Facebook
to help raise funds for Scruples Whippet Rescue;
 
 
inspecting progress on the Dog friendly garden at Tilley Farm near Bath;
 
helping to put up Christmas decorations;
 
visiting our dog-godmother Sarah Fisher - she refused to pose for a photo as she'd left her make up bag at home so here's a picture of The Madwoman's horse Flash instead, who always looks good wearing a veneer of mud ...
 
So Santa, yes, we have been very very good!