Floratherapy

As Jen said, nature gave us the best welcome home. Here's a little selection. Little being the operative word. I seem to take more shots of flowers these days than I do of Oakley:









It's amazing really, when this was the scene just the week before we went away:







Oakley? His welcome was just as warm. Full of the joys of spring this week:



And trudging through the snow the week before we went away:



Apologies for the picture overload. Just think yourselves lucky - I've spared you the one of Quentin's shark bite.

Talking of whom (whose blog is this?), he's doing well. We walked up to the High Street (about 3 mins' walk) to watch the pancake race this morning. It was the furthest Quent has been and he could feel it. One lady he knew asked why he wasn't racing. Quent looked a bit bemused, but I presume she didn't know he'd been in hospital.