
Lucky us – there’s a Farm Girl in Chelsea
A new place in the neighbourhood that loves dogs!

A new place in the neighbourhood that loves dogs!

What better way to end the week, then a date with Barnaby Poo at Harwood Arms …



So glad we’re not going on another train today. Instead, we get to explore Copenhagen for the day. It is a shame we couldn’t stay

We’re one night in Hamburg and Mummy wanted to dine out with us and her request for the concierge – something “gemütlich”

All through London Town, doodles were getting dressed up yesterday morning.

We had Thanksgiving dinner with Rusty and his family at Joe Allen’s in Covent Garden.

Why is a vegan restaurant called Wulf & Lamb? Sounds like an oxymoron!

And it took us a whole week later to recover from it! LOL!!!

It was a Me and Mummy day yesterday while George had a Jaffa playdate …

This takes restrain. This takes great discipline. This is killing me!!!!!!

It’s another date night with Barnaby. I am not sure if we are officially boyfriend-girlfriend yet. We’re just seeing each other at the moment. He’s

Barnaby, do you think London is becoming even more dog-friendly?


Yup! Barnaby joining forces with us to make London even more dog-friendly!!!

We have a friend visiting us from New York. On Sunday after our Hyde Park meet, we took Michel to Soho.

The newly refurbished restaurant at Blakes Hotel is not only dog-friendly but also child-friendly. God help us!

It’s time again for a very British tradition – Afternoon Tea. We met Hebe and Jane at the Egerton House Hotel


Me and the kids, we’re riding through Brugge as one does – on a horse-drawn carriage!


Now how on earth will they consume this strange contraption of food serving?

In vernacular British English and Irish English, “The Antipodes” is sometimes used to refer to Australia and New Zealand,

Friends from Düsseldorf were visiting for the weekend.

It was a late night for us last night. Mummy had a deadline. But no rest for the weary this morning either. Mummy needed a booster of

We’ve been teaching Churchill all the things he needs to be aware so he’s ready for what comes his way.

After all the commotion from the day before, Mummy needed some quiet time …

After a slow train journey back to London, we arrived back to Kings Cross Station. Instead of rushing to join the taxi queue, we wandered over

We’re in West Yorkshire and exploring places to see and walkies …
My father’s a miniature poodle called Ginger and my mother an English Cocker Spaniel called Beth. That’s what makes me a cockapoo.
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