Late June took us house sitting in a small Somerset village 5 miles from Glastonbury during festival week to dog sit Paddy, a Wheaten Terrier, who was a great big teddy bear of a dog. The owners had transformed the old village school house into a characterful, interesting and strikingly beautiful home with high ceilings, beams and lots of period detail. The River Bure runs through the village giving easy access to riverside walks at a time when the sun was shining, flowers were blooming and everything was green and lush. The idyllic location was completed by having a local shop with daily fresh bread, next to a fabulous friendly pub with great pub grub, less than a mile's walk from the ho
House sitting a dying cat with the distinct possibility we may have to take him to the vet to be put to sleep did not seem our most promising house and cat sitting assignment but nonetheless we took it, as otherwise George's owner would have had to cancel her long-awaited, long-planned holiday. Selfishly, it gave us a chance to revisit Lynn's county of birth, Lancashire, plus spend time with my youngest brother's family who live in Altrincham, and play tennis at their stunning tennis club in Boden in the height of Summer when its 8 grass courts are in perfect condition. Grass courts are perfect if you like a volley, which I do as it means less running around and they are much easier on the
