Escaping

Walter and I decided we are too old to deal with the madness that is a 20th birthday party. Our decision (based on experience, naturally) was to leave them to it. So we gave child no 2 strict instructions about turning off the music at midnight, not burning down the house, feeding the dogs, locked away the good alcohol and left.
Fortunately we have friends who own a guesthouse in Lonehill (just up the road) so I called and booked a room.We had a good few glasses of wine (didn't have to drive home) and hit the sack early, hoping not to have 2am calls from irate neighbours.

Max, the border collie, came to give us a wake up call....

and leapt onto Walter (who was pretending to be asleep, hiding under the white duvet)

Such lovely little private gardens off each unit...

Perfect spot to sit and daydream with your coffee

 

 Hungry little goldfish...

Got back to a house still standing, not too much devastation and a full dishwasher. Only one broken glass. Bargain.