Fine dining in Lincoln yesterday but a pub meal today. We went to the King’s Head in Tealby, reputedly the oldest pub in Lincolnshire. It’s a very English country pub with thatched roof, beams and cosy bars. It’s also dog friendly so Rick was able to join our party. It was busy and buzzy and the food was good. We had a table in the corner of the snug and I wrapped his lead around the table leg. He was as good as gold and just wagged his tail at the other dogs in the bar.
Unfortunately he wasn’t so well behaved on the journey home. Somehow he broke out of his crate in the boot of the car and attempted to clamber over the rear seat, barking manically at all the passing traffic. I think I need to reinforce his crate with steel bars!
|peek a boo!|
Tomorrow is Kat’s birthday. She has requested boeuf bourguignon for dinner and another fruit prosecco jelly. I shall need to get my chef’s hat back on.