Lazy Sunday

Wasn't it the Small Faces that used to sing about a lazy Sunday afternoooon? Well. whoever it was, Dad decided we all needed a little rest today after quite a busy week. To make sure we didn't eat too much grass, Other Dad came down early and topped up our haylage.

Dad then arrived at 11.00 and, after much internal debate, put us out in our light rugs - because we had been clipped, it was overcast and drizzly.

After a relaxed afternoon - during which Dad and Other Dad watched the Badminton showjumping on TV - we came in about 5.00. I suspect we will make up for our day off with some extra schooling next week, but cobs can be pessimistic at times.