I had a really nice weekend. There was indeed much food and some walking and even more food. Soooo, much food. So very much food. So very, very much food. G’s friends are just so nice and really generous and even on the walk we had the nicest rolls that you could have on a walk filled with really nice blue cheese and relishes and so on and every meal was just delicious. G and I hardly stint when we eat anyway but our usual efforts paled into insignificance this weekend.
It also felt like a real break away, even though we were maybe 20 miles from where I live. But it was all so peaceful and different and just a real opportunity to get away from it all. I did, however, threaten to dump G at one point, who put on the *most* appalling hat when we were getting ready to go for a walk. Suffice to say, the hat did not make it on to the walk – and the great British public was saved from a sight that nothing could have prepared it for.
I’m not sure when I am going to see G over the next couple of weeks, as our social calendars clash with each other, but I’m sure we’ll sort something out. But for now, it’s back to work – and I’m hoping the Christmas leave sheet comes round today so that I can book three weeks off over Christmas. Yay!