We was cookin' - well, dad was. Normally Aunty Carol does a slap up for everyone but she's on 'oliday in fawrin'. So dad says to all the uvva's wot's stayin' 'ere that ee'll Robin in the nude. Wot, you might ask, 'as this got to do wiv The Beastly Beasts. Stay wiv me for a bit an' I'll tell yer.

So we've bin an' dun the shoppin' - not as bad as it sounds as we stand aartside the bottle an' loads of people comes an' 'as a cuddle like. Then it's daarn to the serious matta of the day - a good ball o' chalk daarn the fields. Now I know wot dad's plan was; take us aart late afternoon, get us creamed, big nosh an' we'll crash aart and not get in the way of this evenin's proceedings. Good plan - except dad 'ad to be back to start cookin' an' Monty an' Rosie 'ad uvver ideas abaart that.


Cheers Ears


Mack

We set off daarn the fields and into the valley then into the bottom field. We love it daarn 'ere - there's a stream we can 'ave a splash araarnd in and an 'uge field to run araarnd in an' bushes to sniff abaart an' woods to explore; it's magik?


Rosie

This 'as to be Monty's favourite place in the world. 'Ee always 'as an 'oooge smile on 'is face an' tail up.


Monty

I'd also draw your attention to wot's 'appenin' in the backgraand; the lurchers doin' lurchery fings. 'They went 'ell for leather daarn the field an' to listen to it you'd fink there was gonna be blood an' guts everywhere; why lurchers 'ave to make to so much noise is beyond me.


Kai an' Rosie

The aftermath was two lurchers a tad aart of breff.


Kai an' Rosie

Once agen I want to draw your attention to the backgraand of the photo; big ol' field innit?

Anyway, Monty's bin 'avin' a run an' Rosie's bin 'avin' a run; time for a breever.


Rosie


Monty

Breever over an' the pair of 'em charge off daarn the field into the next one. Now that ain't so bad but dad don't like anyone being out o' sight so we all 'as to trek daarn the field. To get to the next field requires us to go fruu the gate. The graand in the gateway is a testament to the amount of rain we've had an' the amount of manure cows make; we gets to walk fruu it. Monty an' Rosie are busy sniffin' the bushes an' judgin' by Monty's tail 'ee reckons there's a rabbit in there. I would point aart that Monty will fink there's a rabbit in there long arfta the rabbit 'as taken it's leave. So would they give it up an' come back? Would they 'eck, an' dad ain't best pleased as 'ee wants to get back.

'Course they did come back eventually and we 'eaded back; back that was fruu the gate an' the liquid cow poo; you could almost see the steam comin' aart of dads ears. Next stop was the stream were, much to Rosie's displeasure and not exactly anyone's delight, dad washed us daarn.

Then it was time to go 'ome. Good job it was a bit of a way as it gave dad time to calm daarn a bit.

An' the bicycle? Seemed to go OK. People stayed 'til well late and made a fuss of us most of the evenin'. Next mornin' mum and Monty 'ad a bit of a lie in.


Monty and Mum

No point gettin' up really, it was rainin' cat an' 'umans, so not exactly best. We decided we might as well start packin' as we 'ad to go 'ome tomorra. Now we're packed an' it's still rainin', so we've decided we're gonna go 'ome this 'evenin'.

We've 'ad a right larf this week even though the wevva ain't been best. An' dad says we're comin' back next year again - result!!