Wimpole Hall Walk
ReferenceSo this 'ere 'all, why go there? Well, for a start it's an 'arf decent gaff.

Wimpole Hall
The gardens are pretty big an' all, and according to dad they was done in part by a Mr. Brown 'ooo by all accounts was a very capable geezer.
That, I s'pose, is all very interesting, but from our point of view there was sheep what meant there was plenty to sniff, if you get my drift.

Going up the hill
So we set off, Me, Kia, Lucy, Mack an' Rosie went wiv dad, and Monty an' Jack went wiv mum. Like I say, the gardens are huge. We walked all the way round to the back garden, then to the lake, then up the 'ill to a funny lookin' buildin' then back to the 'all; course, it took a bit longer to walk it than say it.

The Folley
On the way round a fair few people stopped us and asked what so many grey'ounds was doin' in one place - so we told 'em like. And o'course we let the little 'umans 'ave a stroke - tough job, but someone's gotta do it.
It was a fair old walk, and took us over an hour. At the end there was a cafe so the 'umans could have a sit down an' a cuppa. Dad 'ad loads of liver cake - 'ee's top draw somtimes, and I reckon he was everyhounds favourite 'uman while there was still some in the bag.

At the Cafe
Now, I mentioned Bronwyn earlier on. She said she likes grey'ounds - just as well seeing as lives with free - but she really liked small dogs and really really liked big dogs, and so really really liked Rosie; as this pic shows.

Bronwyn and Rosie
It was great seein' old friends again and catchin' up on stuff, and meetin' new ones. And we would love to go to Wimpole Hall again.




Add to del.icio.us









0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home