Louis is missing his play mate. To combat the pacing and crying I’m taking him on some National Trust walks. Today we went to Tatton Hall; we packed our picnic and trundled off. It’s got to rank as one of the best walks we’ve had. We parked up at the old hall car park and walked to the old hall and the lakes, we saw lots of deer and all the dogs we came across were well behaved and under control. Three hours later Louis’ still missing his dad and assisting me with the spring clean. At 5.30pm Louis stood on the sofa looking out expecting his play mate to come home. Tomorrow we’re off to Dunham Massey. 😛
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