Five Go To Forde Abbey ...

Hello there! A huge "Thank You" to all those who kindly left a comment on my previous post. Although I did delete two comments as they were re-directing me onto a site to loose weight! I had left a comment on a blog about as a youngster not really understanding the term middle aged spread until I arrive in my 40's and now know only too well what it means! At the same time it was disclosed in the press that sites are storing information about us and sharing them with others. As Boris Johnson commented today in The Daily Telegraph nothing on the world wide web is private!

Anyhow, I digress as I always seem to! "Hello" to new followers too!

I am very, very behind with my posting. I have a few more posts about Half Term to catch up with. Luckily, this weekend we didn't get up to much as KP had to be at home revising for her school exams. We did manage to go out on Saturday morning to the shops as KP wanted some Converse type pumps. We also got roped into buying her two T-shirts and a badge with "I'm not listening!" on it. We apparently always tell her that she's not!

You see, I have waffled on yet again. I will now keep to the point (I hope). During Half Term we ventured once more to Forde Abbey. It is without doubt one of our favourite haunts when we're in Devon. Forde Abbey is just across the border into Somerset.

KP saw Twiglet, the shetland pony - who is 47 years old!

Wonderful, wonderful Forde Abbey.

I will let the photos do the talking.

KP had me on my belly to take these photos. She had taken one with her phone and immediately posted it onto Instagram. I think that's what she said anyhow. I'm a bit of a dinosaur when it comes to technology whereas she is a bit of a wizard with it all!

The dogs enjoy it here too. Poor old Charlie, I think he'll have to be off to the vets tomorrow. He keeps getting a rash on his tummy. He looked to be suffering this evening but seemed a bit better when the OH gave him a bath with the antiseptic shampoo that the vet had given us previously. I suspect he'll be on antibiotics again.

KP amongst the buttercups - with her phone! She's never far away from it!

I wondered who Marcia was.

The fountain is turned on twice a day - usually at 1.00 p.m. and 3.00 p.m.

We always seem to stay here longer than anyone else!

KP with George - who is off to the groomers later this week. It will be a costly affair with the pets this week then but, we wouldn't be without them.

There we have it - a whizz of a trip around Forde Abbey.

Until next time,

June.