Friday

I lost Hetty for a while this morning.

There's an area of the woods that she has shown great interest in a over the last week.

This morning, I was in a bit of a dolly daydream before I realised where we were. I could smell something very dead and rotten and saw Hetty shoot off.

When she reappeared, she stank! She tolerated an outdoor shampoo and shower when we got home.

This photo, of Brownstone House and St Mary Church, was taken on the way to The White Bear this evening. It was very hot in there but we stuck it out! There was quite a crowd of us so an enjoyable evening.

Rob told me Meg also rolled in the dead deer in the woods! Dogs are yuk sometimes.

Cathy, the Landscape Artist of the Year contestant I keep accidentally meeting, has invited me to a private viewing and gathering at her studio next week. 

I watched a bit of Glastonbury once home. I remember having sunstroke there in 2011 and I'm Mrs Sensible. It looks so hot there!