The “Glorious Twelfth” is my birthday as well as being the day the red grouse shooting season starts (I do not approve). To this day, I have always believed that the Glorious Twelfth was named in honour of my birthday. I have yet to be dissuaded of this fact.
So, to celebrate my Glorious Twelfth, Daisy and I went riding, twice. First up, I rode Klængur, while Daisy rode Kappi. It was lovely and Klængur behaved beautifully (I am wondering whether he has recently been taken over by aliens). Next up, we went out on Iacs and Hjalti. All good. We came home with huge smiles.
After lunch Floss and I went to visit the Minions. I took my big camera and we sat down. We didn’t have to wait very long.
While Flossie was being loved, I snapped away.
I was trying to take photos of Silver and Albie walking through the little purple flowers.
Albie likes to walk towards with me with his ears flat back. I have no idea why he does this. It makes him look like he is about to savage me but I know Albie wouldn’t. It is just his way.
I took a few arty-farty shots as well. I’m not sure which one I like best – smiling or not smiling?
Everyone was in a very huggy mood.
While I was lying down taking photos of Albie and Silver, I looked behind me to find Waffle looming with purpose!
We drove home and apparently there is cake!
We don’t need telling twice!