On the way to Oo-Ar land, we stopped on the top of a hill for a picture and I fell into a patch of stinging nettles. Just goes to show, the countryside is absolutely beautiful but there is a sting in the tail.
Today we visited Grandma in hospital, rediscovered a swingpark with giant slide and roundabout, and found that all the charity shops close really early. This picture is of the historical monk's conduit (Monkey bathroom) from 500 years ago or similar which is why it's groovy but a bit knackered. In the physiotherapy room (house of torture implements) I tried out the usual walking frames and the practice staircase in the corner.
Grandma will be coming home within the week so when we got back, Bud moved her desk around so she'd be able to park her wheelchair in front of it.
This is what we found when doing it:
- A stack of Good Housekeeping magazines stretching back to 2005
- Ditto "Dorset" magazine circa 2002
- A heartwarming collection of empty used envelopes
Itineraries, paperwork and press cuttings from holidays over the last 20 years
Following that there was only the traditional obligatory 3 1/2 mile drive back into town to buy milk and then a lot of rain. 
Jof has been battling mice again and has mixed lots of poison with some chocolate mouse-mousse in the hope they like chocolate as much as I do.
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