It’s been a most fine day, because Roses came to lunch. Ben instantly adored her, as you might expect, but she dealt with that very capably and we talked non-stop for hours. We took Ben for a walk on the marshes too, and he had a brilliant time, coming back wet and muddy from splashing in the river. I should have taken a picture of the long line of cows walking back to the farm for milking time – I was more concerned about the chances of Ben getting in their way, but he was perfectly well-behaved – and besides, he then noticed one of his dog friends being taken for a run, so went off to say hello.
And this evening I’m out to supper. The mad social whirl, darlings.