Hello there.
Do you like my handiwork with a "gif maker" (yes, the words are gibberish to me too…)
I've been meaning to post this for a couple of weeks, when as you can see the weather was greyer, but haven't had the time to write the words.
It was my birthday at the start of April, but as I was celebrating a wonderful friends impending nuptials in the form of her hen do on my actual birthday, my much loved family celebration had to wait, and be split up over a few occasions………..not that I'm complaining…more birthday means more cake, surely?!
Of course, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted to go, with whoever could make it, to Ickworth. My closest, and favourite, National trust destination.
It was just me, my boys, my mummy and my brother on that weekday afternoon……ok…day planning wasn't my forte, but I needed to get out and it wasn't raining.
You see this tree? (Of course you do, I've put a picture of it up….) This is one of the oldest trees on the Ickworth estate, said to be over 500 years old.
We had to frisk Ben, my brother, to make sure he wasn't concealing a chainsaw somewhere on his person. He tells me that he thinks this tree is far older than 500 years, but who am I to know….? I just smiled and nodded.
Which way should we go?
I was optimistic and picked the long way around. We managed to get a good majority of the way around before my little man started complaining of tired legs.
Thankfully the lure of cake at the end was enough to keep him going. (I think Uncle Ben's shoulders might have also helped.)
There are a few little huts like this dotted about the walk. They're an endless source of enjoyment…and not just for small people.
Dogs have to be kept on leads at Ickworth when there are lambs, so the dreaded flexi-leads came out…..!
(On a side note, look how much trimmer Fat Dennis is looking, bless him…..can you see the formings of a waist…..no? Go away then…*hurmph*)
This is why I hate them so much…..!
It happened more than once, with both Spaniels…..
Secret worlds through hedges were found.
Gosh I love the imagination that small people have.
In the woodland there were small pockets of green among the sun-starved vegetation.
These poor daffs were trying to wake up, but were still oh so sleepy.
I'm sure if I were to go tomorrow (actually that's a good idea) then they'd be open and smiling at us.
Along the trail there are opportunities to be fit and healthy…..I know…why bother….! The idea being you can run the trail with the equipment dotted along it.
Ben and Oli had a lot of fun with them…..although Oli had to help Uncle Ben with a few of them.
Show off….!
(I might be able to do it if I had someone to sit on….)
Again……what a show off!!
I love this tree. It really doesn't know what it's doing.
It might not win any beauty contest but it's a complete individual, and stands out as such.
A few signs of flowery dots around the woodland showed that spring was trying to grace us with her face, but there wasn't much.
It "smelled" of green, though, so many a deep breath, savouring the scent, was taken.
The views are gorgeous, with or without the blue of the sky.
So, there we have it…..! Finished out walk, ready for tea and cake.
Uncle Ben with a tired legged Little man, and Grandma with a tired, cold Tiny man.
Part 2, coming tomorrow. (I need to get this out before Wednesday, as it's a rather special someone's BIG birthday……the big 1!)
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