It was a long tube ride to Heathrow Terminal 5. We weren’t flying off to anywhere – it was just a good meeting place for Emma to pick us up for a walk/run/play with Barney and Nelly – our Windsor friends.By the time we got to Hounslow I jumped off Mummy’s lap and looked at her queryingly – are we there yet? I’m bored and decided I needed some of Mummy’s attention – so I laid down knowing that she doesn’t like me doing that.After what seemed like eternity, we finally arrived at Terminal Five.
Emma picked us up and drove to Windsor Great Park. But before we were allowed to run on the Polo Fields we all had to don our Equafleeces.
And we were off! We ran for over an hour.
All too soon, we reluctantly left the field as Emma and Mummy needed lunch! This time we went to The Bailiwick – a dining pub near the entrance of Windsor Great Park.
Unlike the The Two Brewers, where no children were allowed, we walked into a room full of wailing infants and loud cries of children. We doggies – we sat quietly under the table – well except to check what was being served.I wasn’t the only one. Barney looked on keenly And not just Barney – so did Nelly. That was me looking at Mummy deploringly but to no avail. She usually gives in to me, but she had decided I needed to lose some weight.Lunch over, a walk back to the car …
And back to Terminal 5 on our long tube ride home.I am always very good on the tube but at one of the stops, I spotted a HUGE German Shepherd and I went ballistic! And Georgie joined me in telling him off. Yes, needless to say, Mummy was appalled and horrified by our barking! I just don’t like them – they scare me. And I had to tell him off.
We made it home – a bath for Georgie, a wash for me, a shower for Mummy and we settled in for Saturday night in front of the telly. Knackered!