Setting up some winter lights on the back patio.
Just in time for a sprinkling of snow.
And a magical view from the tub.
"Oh, he's still here?" said Ewok, with a slight tinge of disappointment.
Sat in a field on the coldest and stormyest(!!) night of the year for a laugh.
A great evening of entertainment from Charlie, Josh, Angela, Des and the two guys who danced on stage at the end. Impressive on a pallet.
Woodinville bear was impressed with the space, but was a little worried about sliding off the new plinth.
Still not recovered from the weekend.
The winter roses have a great view...
...of the carpark that M is constructing. Bikes are so much less hassle.
It started off as a quick "M can grade that for you with his digger, much easier than a shovel" and escalated into architecture with recycled-sleepers heaven.
I could, should, have been running. Instead I had a coffee and soaked in the view.
Dune with F. 9/10. Loud.
Spotted out and about in Oxford. A long way from its natural habitat.
"Anything you need us to bring H?"
"A honey roast gammon would be nice."
"Sure, we'll bring 2."
Any bets for how long they'll last?
"Well that'll end up on the c r o s s o a k blog" said H. So true.
This was before it got dark before we made it back to the pub. 10k was 5k too many.
A lovely lunch, conversation and a walk with H & D. The walk was a tad too long, something for which I'm a) very sorry and b) pleading for forgiveness. D spotted this pic and I stole it (and he was right, we did something like this in a previous November).
Taxi service for those returning from the easy life gig.
While walking the hounds around the bounds.
We came across a photographer. A proper photographer.
Awesome carrot cake, baked by awesome A. Chef extraordinaire. It's disappearing.
Thanks for a lovely weekend. It was quacking!