The Mam of the little lambs used to get up

and take them away, now she has got used

to us, she just stays  there.

 We went for a walk and could not see them,

Pip went to look for them.

 He shouted they are over there under a tree,

they were in the shade.

On our way back little Larry ( that's what

we called him) was getting a drink,

He came over his little horns are growing fast.

Now Pip wants to know when will he get his

horns daft dog.

Then the rain started again, Martha and Baileys

uncle who is at Keswick we think will be flooded

out.

We are now at the Lakes and they must

have known I was comming they had 

put flags out for me.

This is Hawkshead where Betrix Potter bought

a farm here and at 47 married a William Heelis

a local solicitor.

On her death she left 4,000 acres of land to the

National Trust.

Guess what we found bet you could not (a pub).

We have a great walk only there are white

and some black sheep and lambs all over.

Pip thought I was behind him, it was a lamb

he got a big shock.

He ran back past me he said I could lead,

He is even waiting for John daft dog.



Cara is fine in her new home, she is still

doing a frog impression.

She has a nice new bed.

We are away in the shed on wheels again,

We went for a walk and came back wet through.

Yesterday it was red hot Pip was playing

with a pig on the grass.

Now its left lying in the rain.

You can not tell but its pouring down.

I went out to see if it had stopped raining

Pip came out, he said has it stopped as

rain bounced off him, daft dog.

We still went for a walk.

Now look at his face he said if they rub him

anymore he will be worn away.