Hasn't June been an odd month? It feels like it's gone by super-fast, yet the start of the month feels like it was about 6 years ago. I can't quite reconcile the two. Anyway, it's Scavenger Hunt time! Thanks, as always, to Kathy for picking the categories.
At night:
Open-air theatre on a glorious summer night is one of the best things in the world. Even if it does feature terrifying witches.
Diamond:
It's highly unlikely that this is real diamond jewellery - I don't come from that sort of family. Pretty though! So let's pretend it's real.
Majesty:
King Eider looking noble at the vet's inspection at Bramham. What a lovely horse.
Before:
Just before a HUGE raincloud came across the river and soaked us. Gahhhhhh. The sun was cracking the flags when we set out!
Close:
Nice name for a road, isn't it?
Out of reach:
Waaah, my beloved shoes are so high up! Or I'm so short. One of the two. Either way, it requires a mini stepladder to reach them.
Symmetry:
Tudor style.
On the edge:
You'd have to be on the edge of sanity to sleep in this. Eek, imagine rolling over in the middle of the night and plummeting off the edge! I still find it quite impressive though.
After:
This was after about an hour of painstakingly redoing the lettering on my Grandad Jim's headstone. Fiddly work!
Bunting:
On a caravan. How terribly British.
Crown:
I may have spent a good 50% of this month blowing my nose but at least my tissues have crowns on them. Ah, the joys of shopping in Historic Royal Palaces gift shops!
Sleep:
Well it was never going to be anything other than Oscar, was it? I make crazy cat lady noises when he sleeps like this.
At night:
Open-air theatre on a glorious summer night is one of the best things in the world. Even if it does feature terrifying witches.
Diamond:
It's highly unlikely that this is real diamond jewellery - I don't come from that sort of family. Pretty though! So let's pretend it's real.
Majesty:
King Eider looking noble at the vet's inspection at Bramham. What a lovely horse.
Before:
Just before a HUGE raincloud came across the river and soaked us. Gahhhhhh. The sun was cracking the flags when we set out!
Close:
Nice name for a road, isn't it?
Out of reach:
Waaah, my beloved shoes are so high up! Or I'm so short. One of the two. Either way, it requires a mini stepladder to reach them.
Symmetry:
Tudor style.
On the edge:
You'd have to be on the edge of sanity to sleep in this. Eek, imagine rolling over in the middle of the night and plummeting off the edge! I still find it quite impressive though.
After:
This was after about an hour of painstakingly redoing the lettering on my Grandad Jim's headstone. Fiddly work!
Bunting:
On a caravan. How terribly British.
Crown:
I may have spent a good 50% of this month blowing my nose but at least my tissues have crowns on them. Ah, the joys of shopping in Historic Royal Palaces gift shops!
Sleep:
Well it was never going to be anything other than Oscar, was it? I make crazy cat lady noises when he sleeps like this.













































