Now it’s monsoon season!
The knitting Dachshunds have been on holiday.
I still love going off for a picnic, it reminds me of when we used to load up the car with travel blankets and hampers, extra cardigans and some useful tools. Dad would take his treasured and cosseted Bentley, usually stored under wraps in one of the garages, adding an air of importance to the day, even though travelling in the car made me quite sick in the back.
Here we are loading the car up for the day, I was about 2 and my brother still a baby.