We stayed in this tiny six-bedroom hovel, courtesy of the Shepherdess.
One of the several horses dotted about the place.
Can you spot all three horses in this scene?
Yup. Dead centre.
Flowers of some sort. Possibly daises.
Stoopid camera tried to brighten up this shady scene.
Geordie wheelchair. I'm here all night, folks!
Shepherdess: It would be really nice if you could get a photo of the dogs sitting together.
Dogs: What's that? You want us to run off in opposite directions?
Me: Maybe if I throw a ball for them to fetch?
Dogs: We're very good at splitting up to chase things. We're sheepdogs.
Much, much later...
Red sky at night - Windsor's alight.
I'm ready for my close-up now.
