so this post is kind of what it says on the tin, we went on escape to the country.
wicken fen to be exact, which i highly recommend for its fluffy cow and horse situ, basically i was smiling like an idiot for the whole walk.
i have developed the fine art of getting horses to come over and let me stroke them, i haven't quite mastered it with cows but i did get a baby one to turn round and stare at me for a bit, which i count as a win. whilst we are on the topic of baby cows, can you handle how cute this one is because i can't, so much so that i have printed the picture off and stuck it on a wall to look at if i'm ever sad (some would say i'm sad in another sense for doing this, clearly they don't look a baby cows enough...)
here you will see me sporting something that you doesn't frequent here that much, say it quietly now...sensible clothing, this bad boy of a parker is from regatta last year but i've found one pretty similar here if you're in the market for one.
now i leave you to become obsessed with pictures of baby cows like me and spend your days googling images of them, maybe a bit far but i'm not one to judge....