Roden Dogs Trust nr Shrewsbury, Sunday 21st June '09.

We've shown you Wally before. He was recently moved from Evesham to Roden to see out his days. We couldn't have that. So this is us telling him we're going to adopt him. Looks impressed dosn't he? We go back to collect him on the 4th July. Gulp. It's a big responsibility. Still, plenty of places for walks in Worcester. Him and Dave can be two old sods together on weekdays and Vicky can keep 'em in line in the evenings and weekends. Should work well then.

The Norton Festival/Classic Revival: Donington Park, Sat 20th June '09.

Right now, men of a certain age
are thinking 'wooargh' in an ever
so slightly orgasmic way.










Perhaps my '75 Honda CB500-4
had some parts in common
with this?
Somehow I doubt it.









Men.
Stood around.
Talking 'bikes.










Big Trev.
Still Big.










About £150k's worth?
Gotta be.











I shaved a bit off here.
Drilled a bit there.

Ooh.

Shelsley Walsh Hill Climb: Sunday 31st May '09.

A lovely day to bring out the crowds.












To paraphrase Ogri:
'It ain't what you drive.......











......it's the way that you drive it'.












We've re-sprayed our Lancer and gone hill climbing (oh yes).











An umbrella-person.
Hill Climb-style.














OK cleverclogs. Wot's this?





Answers on a postcard etc

Evesham Dogs Trust: late May '09.

Kim is appalled that we've been referring to him as a female for the past half-hour.













Another Staffie to fall for (this one's called Christo).


















Two dogs??

These are called Punch (rear) and Judy.











A quality moment. But for whom?

Wally gets a love.











Wally wonders why we've stopped here.

'cos it's nice, Wally!

Evesham Cats Protection: Sunday 17th May '09.

Kate Moss, anyone?

















Do not disturb.












If they come one step closer, I swear........











The master and some slaves.

Pembrokeshire trip, 5th May '09: journey home.

A walk around the Welsh Botanic Gardens (well, the fields around the back).











Hay-on-Wye.

In the immortal words of Vicky: all fur coat and no knickers.









Howard has a brand new bessie-mate.

Meet Rhodri, the Giant Skomer Island Puffin.

Pembrokeshire trip, 4th May '09: murky dismal day.

Outside St Davids cathedral.

Don't worry, it'll clear up.
















Handy shelter.

It'll clear up soon. Bound to.







It's mid-afternoon in the highest pub in the world (well, Pembrokeshire). There's no food available from the kitchen, so let's have a healthy snack.