Almost ....

Everywhere we looked today at Chiltern Open Air Museum,

there were Vikings.

Everywhere!

We were glad to spot some fellow whippets in the trader's tent ... 

And even gladder to see so many likely-looking breakfast fires ...

Unfortunately they all seemed to be cooking porridge.

While we are rather partial to porridge,

we are even more partial to sucking pig.

As usual, there was a distinct lack of it ...

Until ....

OK, so it wasn't sucking pig, it was a piece of gammon,

but it's the closest we've got so far.

Sadly, it wasn't yet cooked ...

 

The Three Wippeteers

Where's my breakfast?

Angel was incredibly brave on Tuesday: we thought the Madwoman had gone a bit dotty when she omitted to give us breakfast, and then carried on not giving us breakfast even when we reminded her, but it turned out that Angel had to go to the vet for a dental clean up. And apparently if one of us goes without breakfast, then all of us goes without. The Three Musketeers have a lot to answer for.

But her teefs are now sparkly, we have a brand new toothbrush and some more yummy toothpaste, and she even got her picture posted on the vets Facebook page.

A welcome home! 

Just checking

Still feeling a bit woozy but glad to be home 

Dreaming of meals being back on schedule again

The redcoats are coming!

The redcoats are coming!

(Yes, you guessed, we went to the Chiltern Open Air Museum again at the weekend.)

 

 

 

 
 Well, they will be when they finish getting out of bed ...

 ... have remembered where they left their clothes after the night before ...

and finish putting their boots on ...

 

ooops - there goes one now.

Blink and you'll miss him.

Obviously in a hurry for his breakfast.