Leeds Castle

 It’s good now that Jill has passed her driving test – as I got chauffeur (should that be chauffeuse?) driven to Leeds Castle. Minor blip in that we passed the turn off for the entrance, so went to the Park Gate Inn to turn round and stopped there for lunch.
It is £18.50 entrance fee now!! This lasts for a year – but would be good to have a day entry too.
Walking to the castle we saw a duck on a nest – I hate to think that she laid those eggs! More likely babysitting for a swan.

 First glimpse of the castle.

 You want to take my photograph? Really?

 OK – pose!

Door knocker of the year

This spot was really beautiful as the water from the moat was reflecting on the curve of the alcove in little ripples of light.

Shoe storage as it should be.

I have decided, that if the late Spring residence is going to be the Van Buren house in Brussels, then this is going to be my Summer House.

Have to get rid of the birds though – pesky peacocks and loud parrots.

Swans could prove useful though – can you eat the eggs?

She made her nest so close to the path – either very trusting or very stupid.

Seven Champions Ale

Looking good – the girls

and ….. bounce!

Mr Winter – what really goes on under his hat

Big grin from Lucy
Is she holding him up? Or is this free style arm wrestling?

Jill & Phil
The elegant Mr & Mrs Farrell
Chris and Tracey’s wedding anniversary presentation
The only man taller than Dan – Jigantic James
Dan and Jill – demonstrating the sober behaviour inherited from their parents
Nick – the best man at our wedding

Treacle testing
Newest member of the Tarts

 Cotswold dancer captured by two midgets

Kidnapped – the knitted champ – but a much loved hostage.
Fat woman dancing.
Windsor morris through the ages – serenading Chris & Tracey
Performance of the lambs
Our version of Morris offspring

Newcastle Kingsmen.