Dog walks in Clissold Park can be tricky at weekends, especially sunny weekends when the picnickers set up early. On Saturday, as we had a houseful of photographers, stylists and models shooting a lingerie catalogue we decided to leave them to it and escape to the wide open spaces of Hampstead Heath. Hoping the comatose teenagers on the top floor wouldn't come wandering downstairs in search of breakfast before we got back, we headed off.
It was lovely there, blissfully warm and sunny, we laid down on the soft tufty grass looking at the sky and drifted off to sleep..........
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| Efteling |
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| Hampstead Heath |
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| I was woken by a few drops of rain. Brian said it wasn't rain, it was dog spit. |
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