Petworth

Too nice to hang around home this morning, so put the jobs on hold and drove across to Petworth Park for a short walk with Doug (looking quite spritely today) and a longer one for Pippa. We kept away from the deer, mostly, but this one obliged. It has a deep notch in one year. I might try to find him again.

George didn't stick around very long in Gran Canaria. He was back in the early hours, a quick chat with his mum this aft when he was already settled in the pub. Chatted with him tonight and he says the trip was the best thing he's ever done.

An old friend posted this link on Facebook. I found it interesting. Maybe you will.