Autumn is my favourite time of year


24th November 2015

It’s my favourite time of year – Autumn!

Daddy and I went out to Inchmarlo and we walked all over the 100 acres. I asked him to take a lot of photographs because it was just breathtakingly beautiful. We went everywhere, and when we got to the Courtyard, I was so exhausted that I lay down beside a stag outside No. 6. I couldn’t muster the energy to go over and speak to him or even smell him, but neither did he come and speak to me – unfriendly chap!

He's behind you!
He’s behind you!

 

Just so that you can see how stunningly beautiful Inchmarlo is, I asked Daddy to put in a whole range of photographs for you to have a look at.

Garden Wood
Garden Wood

 

Pinefield
Pinefield

 

Pinefield
Pinefield

 

Pinefield
Pinefield

 

Courtyard
Courtyard
Courtyard
Courtyard

 

Courtyard
Courtyard
Courtyard
Courtyard
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield

 

Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Westfield
Fairways
Fairways
East Park
East Park
East Park
East Park
Prince Albert Way
Prince Albert Way

Below are some photographs of the beautiful gardens at Inchmarlo.

Path up to the Alpine and Rainbow Gardens
Path up to the Alpine and Rainbow Gardens
Rainbow Garden
Rainbow Garden

 

                                                         Alpine Garden

A carpet of red leaves
A carpet of red leaves
Beautiful pinks and reds
Beautiful pinks and reds
Beautiful red leaves
Beautiful red leaves

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Alpine Garden - Monkey Puzzle Tree outside the Putting Green
Monkey Puzzle Tree outside the Putting Green
Inchmarlo House basking in the Autumn sunshine
Inchmarlo House basking in the Autumn sunshine

When we got home, I went to my beanbag in the study and snored and snored and snored.

Zzzzzzzzz!!
Zzzzzzzzz!!

 

Meeting Archie


17th November 2015

On Saturday, Daddy and Mummy took me down for my usual walk along the beach. It was a gorgeous day, coldish, but being as strong and impervious to the weather as I am, I didn’t notice any problem at all. During our walk we came across a couple with a young Bulldog puppy, he was 8 months old and his name was Archie. We had a chat, and Mummy took a photograph of the two of us. As you can see, he’s a handsome looking young man – although not as handsome as I am, of course.

Me & my new friend, Archie
Me and my new friend, Archie

My not so restful night!


2nd November 2015

There is a famous saying “O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!” by Robert Burns. One night recently I had a panic in my breast, why I don’t know, but when Daddy put me to bed and he went upstairs to his bedroom, I started barking and barking and barking. Daddy came back down, let me go outside to relieve myself and when I came back in he spoke to me, told me to calm down, then he went back upstairs to bed. I just couldn’t calm down, so I started barking all over again. Eventually, daddy came back downstairs, let me out again, tried to calm me down and then he went back upstairs, but still I continued barking. This time Daddy came down and took me through to the study where I went onto my beanbag and immediately started snoring. Daddy sat down on his Parker Knoll recliner and stayed beside me while I snored. Then after an hour or so, he took me through to my basket in the kitchen, patted me until I was calm again, then went back upstairs to his bed. Both of us ended up having a very disturbed night, and it was my fault because I could not articulate my concerns.