At the Weekend

Ah what a lovely long weekend. If it hadn't been for the fact MrK was off Live Role Playing in the Midlands. (abandoned *sob* left to my own devices *wail* poor little me) it'd have been damn near perfect. On Saturday my darling little sister turned 30 and we gathered at my parents. 'Let's walk to the pub!' we said 'An excellent idea' we said 'What about the one in Assington?' someone said 'Isn't that a bit far?' I said 'No, it'll be great' they said. And we were both right; it was a bit far AND it was great. Darling little sis measured it afterwards and it was eight miles in total, more if you take in the swaying on the way back.Now my family aren't shy of an eight mile hike, especially not when there's a couple of pints of ale in the middle of it, but it's nice to know what you're getting into before you set off.

There was an ancient green lane:

 And bluebells:

 And woods:

 And a llama (at least I think he's a llama - I know for sure he's a he... don't ask):

 And a sunset:

So a typical day with my family really, llama balls and all.