So this weekend we (perhaps foolishly!) said we'd go and look after my parents new labradoodle puppy, it wasn't the most relaxing weekend with two completely mad dogs to look after from 6am every morning, but somehow we picked the only weekend of the year that the sun chose to shine in the notoriously wet Lakes. Suddenly I remember why it's such an amazing place and how lucky I was to grow up there!
So despite losing two socks and an unidentified piece of our car to the teething hound plus chasing a fast unraveling toilet roll around the house in a much less sweet way (with more colourful language) than an Andrex advert would allow - plenty of food, wine, walking and a little time to read made it another great weekend...
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