There's so much to say today, now where do I begin? I think I'll start with the Canadians on Shackleford Heath. The Royal Canadian Ordnance Corps (now disbanded) were headquartered at Peper Harow House near Shackleford from 1943-1945. I understand from local historians that some of the planning for the Normandy invasion was carried out there, too. Shackleford Heath has a number of fascinating concrete structures embedded in the undergrowth. As the tree-felling 'derby' continues a pace in the woods, previously untrodden paths are being exposed, and we have been able to get a glimpse of what the Canadians may have been up to. There are tank servicing bases, and some fortifications remain, pill boxes and gun emplacements. Many of the paths have concrete bases. You can read more here and on the Shackleford website too. The rodeo on the common is part of Shackleford folklore.
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| I may be wearing a raincoat, but I'm not getting out |
We enjoyed our walks today, in spite of the inclement weather. It didn't start very well, though, as the little big dog wasn't too sure first thing. Even though he had his best raincoat on, he still refused to get out of the car. A tempting treat always does the trick, though.
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| Wet dog! |
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| Dry, happy dogs! |
The final session of dog walker training took place yesterday. In a supreme effort of subterfuge, I left the dogs at home and drove over to the neighbours, from where I could watch the proceedings. The dog walker arrived and the dogs jumped in the back of the van, happy as larry! So it's just me then. Anyway, that's great news as the boys are off to kennels next week whilst we are on holiday in South Africa - more on that next time!