Every Horse Riders dream..

Just a little excited to have been to the Viennese Spanish Horse Riding Academy  today. 

Such a shame we couldn't take photos.. But I did sneaky click some.. At least I didnt openly do it or have flash on like some others. I wished I had the brass to take my camera out with my zoom etc.. But felt too guilty.

Lilly was beside herself the whole time.

The Venison Hind.. And mummified hand

We were told we MUST go to this really old pub tucked away behind the market square and check out the snug on the first floor.. Snug.. What a funny concept and name.. But very appropriate. 

Again, a scene from a western.. We walk through the door to be greeted by a burly barman and a wizerned old man nursing a pint beside the fireplace.(you honestly couldnt make this stuff up)

The old guy said something, but hhe country accent was so thick, I'm afriad I had to dmile and nod, to which he lsughed so much he ended up hacking and coughing up a lung.. Or something..

We ducked our heads and climbed yhe windy staircase to find the snug, the cutest little room big enough for a table and chairs beside another fireplace.. And beside the fireplace was what we went to find.. The mummified hand they found diring renos.. Just a hand.. Yuck

Stonehenge

We've been to Stonehenge in the snow, rain and now sweltering heat. It was quite mad already here, with people setting up campsites for the weekend and summer solstice.    

It was a shame it was so hot as the kids had sketch books and were all ready to sit on the grass as draw. Weirdly,  there were swarms of tiny scarab type beetles which swooped and terrorised the tourists. So odd. Never seen them in the UK before.