Mr Whippy Envy

Had a v nice walk with Mikey, Margo and young Patrick on Wandsworth Common yesterday – avoiding Wimbledon like the plague given the bike race trailing through it.

Scrumpy – just for a change – managed to cut her paw in some filthy lake but seemed oblivious to the blood dripping off her back foot, in her quest to be thrown the ball for the hundredth time by Patrick, who was a dab hand with her 'wanger' (so to speak..).

Margo – hats off to you again for the top notch banana bread with choc chips (Hawksey is still saying 'it was SO light') – that one has to come on every walk from now on, de-licious.

Only small downer was the large dose of Mr Whippy envy that we probably all had when Patrick walked back from the ice cream van – check out this whopper! Double cone. Double ice cream. Choc Flake. And Strawberry sauce. Most of it spread round his chops, quite amazing that Scrumpy didn't get her best licky tongue out to see it off as Patrick is just the right height for a spaniel food assault..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enjoy the US, you lucky devils – see you when you're back x (Only if Margo has been baking though – you've set the bar high!)