The holly and the ivy

A bit early for the Christmas reference but Bailey and I are not normally over the other side  after the summer holidays until Christmas but with Mum's knee op, they've not been able to travel to us for half term. The plan was to be up early but not quite the ten to five that Bailey decided to bark at. We didn't get up for a while after that but we were up and on the road before seven. A fairly steady journey over and we were here before ten. 

Bailey was pleased to see Mum and Dad and made himself at home on Mum's blanket even though his bed and his sofa cushion had been transported. He stirred his bones to come for a walk this afternoon and the churchyard provided a blip, although you may have to look closely for the holly.