In my defence I was left unsupervised

The morning got off to an interesting start, especially for the fish as the K9s had once again redirected the pump pipe to drain rater than clean. In the nick of time yours truly who was actually foraging for fresh eggs spotted the impending demise of the fish and sorted the pipework and refilled the pond. 

Later I was feed the equines their fruit and veg when the dogs decided that they needed a veggie boost and started fishing carrots from their stalls

much to the annoyance of Rocco. 

The rest of the day was spent not on the exercise bike, or on the treadmill as thats not allowed due to broken elbow. Neither is attending a heavy metal gig even if you are suitably dressed in armoured motorbike leather jacket

which if you were able to get into and get to gig you wouldn't stand in the 3rd row from the front wondering why a Swedish man dressed like Lena Lovitch played the same song for 30 minutes while performing weird yoga stances, and each time he thanked you for listening to his insane warbling you hoped that that was the last sound he might make, ever. 

The main event was a band going since 1984, The Cult on the 8424 tour, who absolutely rocked, but as you were not there you wouldn't have got caught up in the inevitable mosh and had to explain  

to your beautiful and oh so patient wife when you got back at 1am why your elbow was stinging a bit more than it was the last time she saw me 36 hours previously.  Had she been here to supervise me then none of this would have happened. Maybe. 
 

It's a dog's life

Its tough being a Corgi

so many positions to adopt

over the course 

of an evening 

just to get comfy.
 

Nerd Alert

October the 31st 1917 in what was Palestine, the town of Beersheba was held by the Turkish army supported by the Germans, it had the only water supply for miles and was a vital asset in the desert. So every year for the last 4 or 5 yours truly has set up a wargame based on the famous Australian Light Horse charge across 3 miles of flat open desert into the Turkish gun line and driving them out capturing the wells. 

Here we see an advance party of ALH bothering the Turks.

The Light Horse formed up in 4 lines support and supplies to the rear

the charge begins

and they moved so fast they were able to get underneath the artillery who could not adjust the guns fast enough.

Contact

and they broke through over the trenches

suffering only 12 or so casualties

they took the town

and the rest as they say

is history.
 

Trick or treat

No prizes for guessing what we were up to last night 

when we went to see some of our foster carers and children 

and spent a fun few hours trick or treating and eating pizza. 
 

Plotting

This is Ivy

who single pawed

caused the current anatomical predicament for yours truly. She's currently calculating the probability of getting the bonios out of my hand before I hit the deck again. 

A bit of R and R

The break to my elbow could not have come at more inconvenient time, half term is always busy but we had planned an action packed break that included camping and water sports plus a few final fitness tests before the Gower Marathon. Instead we were lucky enough to get some R and R in New Quay at a friends caravan, and on arrival drinkies were served on the sun terrace. 

Before heading 

to the very busy beach 

for a swim, or in my case a flounder around in the water which was very therapeutic on the bruising. 

Borgi was a bit perplexed at the sudden change of scenery and gave it a disapproving look. 

Morning broke and a coffee and cookie session on the terrace under the watchful eye of Nessa

while the Borgi was incapacitated by a rogue sunbeam.

A walk around the harbour was in order

watching the dolphins from the harbour walls.

The compulsory trip to the RNLI shop where we bought Christmas cards that we will never send.

Lunch was a bit traditional.

Late afternoon saw a walk to the beach

which was just brilliant.

And another swim, obviously. 

The three amigos had a rock to perch on

todays colour chart. 

Not happy swimming.

Sunday morning fight club.

Perfect weather again

and another trip tot he beach

this time to the far end

and at lunch time the apprentice did the airiel assault course. 

Dinner was served 

and naturally no holiday is complete without a model kit being made

or some form of board game.

Monday morning the weather broke and before returning home 

the apprentice and I went for a walk and found these 

great woodland paths

and pictureskew bridge.

He's now as tall as me!

We had the beach pretty much to ourselves so despite the fact we had no kit 

we went for a swim

which brought new colours out. 

A quick tidy up and we left the caravan for the last time, during the weekend I showed a couple around who bought it!

A very tortuous journey home followed, road closed, diversion, ques at barbers but we made it in time to feed the critters and take the dogs for a walk. A great and relaxing weekend.