Country Weekend

It was my birthday on the weekend, so we went back to Cheltenham to see family and friends for a "country weekend":

Shooting clays (soaking wet and freezing, but very good, noisy and destructive afternoon - Kim started to get her eye in on some of the later traps).

Angling (a very productive morning on aniseed flavoured hemp of all things, except for the bloody vicious black swan of Burley Lakes, that tormented me all morning stealing my bait from beneath my feet and worse).

Taking the dogs out (Wilbur loves sticks).