He lives at Stoke Rochford, a village that's a 3-4 mile drive from our home. Every couple of weeks or so, we like to walk Missy somewhere different to give her a bit of a change. This morning, we both took the morning off (oh, the joys of self-employment!) :-) I have quite alot on at the moment but nice weather doesn't come along that often at this time of year and DH persuaded me that this would make up for the umpteen bank holiday Mondays that we have simply ignored and worked through.
Horace lives by this bridge
I always take along some stale bread for him, he's named Horace after Laura Sparling's hothead torch (she has names for everything!) because he sounds a bit like a Hothead (used to make beads) whenever he hisses to let me know that I'm not dishing the bread out quick enough!
Horace shares the vicinity with these creatures:
Missy wants to chase them all (but isn't allowed to!)
There are loads of leaves, they were just dry enough to crackle when we walked over them :-)
The walk is a mixture of river, weir, mill buildings converted into business units, quiet country lanes, farmland, a golf course and lots of old stone cottages
Stoke Rochford Hall itself is impressive, currently home to the National Union of Teachers and you can hire the place for conferences etc. There's also an impressive monument to Newton, who was born in nearby Woolsthorpe Manor.
Over the small bridge, round the corner by the Church and we're almost back to the car
We got home just before it started to rain but we had a lovely morning.