The Big Handover!

As you know, I like to do alot of good work for charidee during my travels. Last month I raised a WHOPPING £250.01 for the Petts Wood Playgroup for Children with Special Needs.

Louise took me to meet the children last week. I had fun, I learned some numbers and some songs and we played in the sandpit outside!

Here's me handing the cheque over to the Playgroup Leader.













I'm off on my travels again tomorrow - should've been today but AS USUAL Louise overslept so didn't have time to sort my travel bag out.

I'm well stocked up on chocolate, some sparklies and smellies and as I'm going to a wedding, Louise took me out to buy a card and present for the lovely couple. I'm sooooooo excited!

Get ready Cool2beacat! I'm acoming! :-)

Crop Circle Hunting

Himself took me and Skully Crop Circle Hunting the other week.











It was brilliant fun! Until the rains came and Himself locked me AND the keys in the car. Ooops!

Roadie? I'm a Laird!!!

Can you BELIEVE it? The band made me pack up their gear and haul it out to their cars!!!

Do they even KNOW who I am?

After John the Jug went round hassling the crowd to stick money in the pot though, the fools left me to look after it! Muhahahahaha!!!

Sex & Drugs & Rock n Roll!

Yeah baby! This Bunny was born to Rock!














Look at me! Right at the front :)

After a few bevvies I asked if I could sing. The band readily agreed but soon decided I might be better off drumming. They had their fingers in their ears while I was singing so I don't know what that was all about. As you can see I also had my first and last opportunity to smoke a ciggie in a pub!

Ole!

We stayed in beautiful Seville for a few days' holiday :)

The Giralda appears in most of the photos we took ;)

SOOOOO many shops, so little time!

Why's the rum always gone?!

Cos Louise and Natalya are daft enough to leave me alone in their holiday apartment with the bottles!

Dillon Does Glastonbury!

We went down to Glastonbury, but it seems we were a bit too early for the festival. Maybe next year?

Himself made a new friend, Skully. That's him sitting in the waters at the Chalice Well. I tried to make conversation but to no avail.

Hobnobbing it with Royalty!!!

On the 4th May, Louise took us all to Buckingham Palace in her parents' new car.

Why? Because her sister had been awarded with an MBE. Of course, being a Laird myself, I merely indulged the family's pride at her achievement, bless 'em. They don't know what it's like to be proper nobility ;-)

Sadly I wasn't allowed in as I forgot my passport and she was only allowed 3 guests anyway, and they weren't allowed to take photos inside Buck House, but I understand they all thoroughly enjoyed themselves and decided that His Royal Highness, The Prince of Wales was much younger and better looking in person than he appears on the telly.

Of course The Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh were visiting the colonies that week. A place called Jamestown. I believe it's in some backwater of the Empire known as the United States of America?

They were a bit sad because Louise's Dad is paralysed so got to sit at the front in his wheelchair, but that meant the others couldn't sit with him, but they got over it ;-)

The family let me pose with Natalya's badge as they figured I do a lot of good work for charidee ;-)

To Ride a White Horse?

Pretty tricky when it's carved into a hill?

Apparently there are lots of these white horses cut into the hills in England. I hope to see some more before I finish my travels! There were at least 24 known white horses, with 13 of them being in Wiltshire. The oldest and most famous white horse is the Uffington Horse, in Oxfordshire. That one is something like 3000 years old!

This one is the Alton Barnes white horse and was made in 1812, so it's very young in comparison. It overlooks Pewsey Vale towards the new Pewsey white horse which they carved in 1937. The old Pewsey white horse can no longer be seen, so they thought it might be a good way to mark the Coronation of King George VI by carving a new one.

Time for Lunch!

At The Red Lion!

We got the well table - which is dead cool - there's an old well inside the pub and they've built a glass topped table over it so you can look down into the well... You'll have to go see for yourself as I seem to have lost the photo we took!

The resident sheep just make do with the grass around the stones :-)

Awesome Avebury!

Here I am in Avebury, Wiltshire.

When not in Kent, Louise & Himself like to spend as much time as possible around here!

Look at these stones - aren't they fab?!

What's with the scary creatures?!

Flippy neck! I mean! What's a bunny to do?

Look at this lad.

Fred's his name. Fred Westie.

*gulps* No relation to Fred West I'm assured.

There's gold in them thar hills!

We put the rocks carefully into the acid...

And look!!! Sparklies!

I was well impressed... Apparently it's something called pyrite.

They sometimes call it "Fool's Gold" because it looks a bit like nuggets of gold.

I might bring some with me to my next residence and pretend it's the real thing, so Mum's the word, right? ;-)

Louise makes me work for my supper...

It was a beautifully sunny day and I was quietly meditating with the garden Buddha but Louise was having none of it. She announced that I had to help her with a dangerous job!

Unfortunately, I couldn't help too much as I didn't bring my rubber gloves, but I did my best.

She brought out a big bowl of acid...

And a big pile of rocks she'd found the previous weekend down at Samphire Hoe near Dover...

Scary Creatures!

Whilst staying with Louise and Himself, I have to fight for attention with this pair... Tyson's big and very scary... Cleo's usually nice but as you can see from this photo I've managed to capture her scary alien eyes!!! Rosie! Help me! If you don't hear from me by the end of the month, can you ring the SBF for me please? (Special Bunny Force)

Well here I am in Kent!

Wow! What a busy time I've had of it.

Somehow I managed not to scoff all the goodies Rosie and her lovely family had packed in my travelling case. Still, they didn't last long, once "Himself" had got hold of them! Not to worry, it saved my waistline and my new host's "His_Little_Weirdo" aka Louise...

So I spent my first weekend investigating the garden and meeting the locals... It seems houseguests stay round here for sometime *gulps* Hope they feed me better!

Buddha's kinda nice though :-)

Bye Rosie!

For a minute there I thought I was lost when I saw the London Underground sign!

Bye Rosie! I'm off to my new family - now where have Moby and Monkey got to with that luggage?

A last look around

That's a nice house down by the river. I wonder who lives there. That's the sort of place a noble wabbit could feel at home.






Do you suppose Rosie would notice if I went off on a wander up there?

Hiding from Rosie again.

Would you believe it? Another Hall I was going to visit and this one is closed as well! They won't even allow us up the driveway. This is Houghton Towers where James I knighted a loin of beef. Personally I would have just got on with eating it but some of those royals were a funny bunch.

According to locals he'd been invited round for a spot of dinner by Sir Bernard de Houghton and it was such a scrumptious meal that the king asked what the meat was called and the cook said it was a loin of beef. "From this time henceforth" said King Jim, "it shall be known as Sir Loin of Beef on account of it being delicious." Sounds a bit like Laird Dillon of MDCC only I'm not on the dinner menu!!!

Time to travel on

These girls are going to miss me so much when I leave here. Last night they gave me and Moby and Monkey a going away party. Look at the posters they drew for me.

They also gave me lots of presents to take with me to my new foster family. If the chocolate doesn't make it blame Monkey!



This morning Monkey and Moby helped me to pack all those goodies. I think Monkey was trying to climb into the box looking for the chocolate but I'd hidden it somewhere else.

Are those flowers for me?

We visited a friend of Rosie's on the way home and he gave me a bunch of flowers. She seems like a nice lady.

A Mongolian Feast

A wabbit likes the sound of that word 'feast'. I think these Mongolian people understand just how to feed a noble visitor! Ger-Hana. Now what does that mean I wonder? It says here that centuries ago in Mongolia the mighty Khan's hunting parties and warriors would prepare slivers of meat cut with their swords and cook them with vegetables, spices, sauces and incense on their overturned shields over a blazing fire.

I hope they don't expect us to have brought our own swords and shields!

Now lets have a look, what have they got on the menu? Oh we just choose what we want and the nice man in the kitchen cooks it for us. I don't think he's got any swords and shields in there either. I think secretly he's using a wok. The best part of this is you can keep eating as much as you can for as long as you like and keep choosing different stuff. I definitely like the sound of that!

The wine list looks interesting.

I'm spoilt for choice with drinks here.

I think I'll take home a take-away menu just in case I feel a bit peckish later on this evening.