When I said we all went to Devon, I did mean all, Spud came along too.
He is a very good traveller, happy and content if he is with his pack, he doesn’t care how far the journey is or how long it takes, just so long as he can come too. We broke the journey down south, staying with friends who live near Bristol, Mr and Mrs Kiwi
Spud particularly enjoyed this because, he had not visited before and a huge fuss was made of him, this along with the fact that their house is very old and a little quirky, in that it has two staircases, this Spud thought great for running around, up and down and letting off a bit of post M6 energy, in fact one of the staircases is precipitous enough to be labelled a ladder rather than a staircase, Spud thought this splendid as he could cut out a few steps and just leap from top to bottom.
In Devon he also got to run around on the beach for a little while before the funeral.
Which he thoroughly enjoyed, but I think he’d forgotten just how slippery sea-weed can be