Mum had Thursday afternoon off so Dad could work all day to generate a bit more time off work for the forthcoming holiday. Poor old soul, a full days work (well, he calls it work) must have really taken it out of him.
Saturday morning dad disappeared out on his bike so I made sure I got up early so mum couldn't have a lie in.
In the afternoon we went to Basingstoke shopping, I don't mind that. Saturday night Grandad and Anne looked after me while mum and dad went out to a party or something.
I let them have a lie in on Sunday morning which was probably for the best as by all accounts the bar ran out of beer at the party!!! When they were up we went to the Hawk conservancy centre near Andover (Wow, Amazingstoke and Andover in one weekend!)
Here I am with a Bald Eagle (circled for those with poor eyesight).
It was okay there really, but as soon as the flying displays started I thought i'd scream for Britain. When Dad finally cracked and dragged me out of the seating area we nearly got dive bombed by an owl and had to hide in a shed type structure until they were finished...oh dear!
I was okay while we walked around some more but at the second display I thought i'd serve up a second helping of Olympic class wailing. Oh dear again. They pulled me back from the brink this time though and I did get to enjoy the Red Kite's and eagles a little bit.
In the evening we went round to Nick and Carols for a poker night. Dad came second which was most unlike him (he beat mum into third) so I had a relatively late night. I had a nice cuddle with Carol while I stuffed my chops with their fancy crisps, result! Midway through proceedings dad spotted a furry creature out of the corner of his eye which turned out to be bass loving bat cuddling up to a sub-woofer. Mass hysteria ensued until Chris and Andy released the creature back into the wild.
We had a queit morning on Monday before going to Andy's for a barbecue in the afternoon. I had a great time and pestered everyone all afternoon, cheers everyone!
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