Day seven in Devon

Today I was a taxi service for my wife. Well, in the morning after getting back from a walk with Leia.  

Leia went a bit mad on the walk, running around in a field.  Being the morning it was full of dew and she ended up soaked.  When I got back, that meant that she needed a bath.  She is so well behaved, mostly (she does not return) and her behaviour when it comes to baths is so much better than she was on her first night with us.

Afterwards I drove my wife back to South Moulton so that she could collect an urn that I told her not to buy. We were tempted to try to collect the glasswork that she and my son had worked on.  But we needed to get to Appledore so that we could have lunch there.  We went to The Beaver, next to The Royal George.  While I did not like the food, everyone else did.  The service was what we expected at The Royal George (which we had intended to return to) and I am sure that we will come back when we return to Devon.

Anyway, the roof rack is packed.  Time for an early rise tomorrow morning to get back home.