Once in a blue moon, I get the opportunity to get away from it all. To escape to somewhere in the country that has no signal, terrible internet service, and a roaring fire. For the past few days, I've been at such a retreat: my friend Iona's farm in Leicestershire. As a life-long urbanite, I'm one of those exasperating people who gets excited by fields of sheep, coos at cows, and hadn't - until Tuesday - ever picked up a live chicken. Yes, folks, while you've been waiting with baited breath for my weekly music instalment, I've been frolicking around on snowy hills with a couple of dogs - Milly and Teasel (and Iona..!) - and warming my frozen tootsies on an open fire. To make you slightly jealous (and to prove that I haven't just been holed up watching TV in my PJ's), I thought I'd do a little photo post of what we got up to on one of our walks...
|Dr Zhivago in Leicestershire?|
|Dude, Where's My Car...|
|Milly Might Be Small, But She's Mighty...|
|Teasel's Ready For Her Close-Up...|
|Where Did This Come From?!|
|Walking On Air (/Snow)|
|Footsteps In The Snow...|
|Teasel Got Cold, So We Wrapped Her Up.|
|...et La Bête.|
|Atop The Water Tower|
(It's The Circle Of Life...)
|It looks like Teasel has a human body. Lol.|
Tomorrow I'm back with an EPIC Tune Tape to make up for my absence - just in time for Easter!