Petworth revisited

Celebrating the visit of my parents, we decided to take a look at Petworth again, this time in the wonderful British springtime. We had no sun, but had no rain either, so I guess we were lucky. No deers, but ducks and as they are both animals and start with a 'd', it is as good as it gets. They still provided new zoological knowledge to Brendon. Yes yes, Europe and our wonderful and interesting fauna.

But to remember the previous trip, I am happy to share that the amount of deer poo, although differently distributed, still is the same. What else? Pictures are still on the wall, only the direction of the viewing turned around. The spaniels are still getting into the water and probably becoming real smelly afterwards, but that must be somebody else problems. And the sadness in Brendon's eyes is still the same when he cannot have ham and mustard sandwich from the "high tea for two" plates. Poor poor Brendon. He had to have scones with clotted cream and jam.



My parents in the middle of the green

Spring time forrest

Duck attack

Oh the delight of being photographed

Chinese chest door in the castle

Dandelion... Or not