Windsor Castle

   We're at Windsor Castle waiting for the changing of the guard. What a great adventure we're having!

   On Friday night we walked for ages then went to sleep on some grass. I climbed into the sleeping bag first so I was at the bottom and my helper was at the top. We stayed nice and warm. I was so tired and comfy that I overslept and my helper had to wake me at 8am.

   We started walking and after a while, we passed a group of people who were learning to use scythes as part of a project for the National Trust. A nice lady called Sandra was teaching them, she likes to help people to re-learn lost skills. They had certainly got the hang of using scythes and they were doing a great job cutting the long grass. Sandra later left a donation on the Just Giving page, thanks Sandra!

   It was beautiful walking by the River Thames and at last we reached Maidenhead, a very picturesque place where we met a lot of friendly people. After exploring for a while, we walked on and met a group of guys busking by the river. We loved their music and they must have noticed that I liked their boat so they offered me a ride! How exciting! They treated me really well, petted me and gave me some chicken. It was such fun floating down the river and my paws got a rest from all the walking.

   It was quite late when we disembarked near Windsor  and we headed to a pub where my helper charged up his phone. A lot of people had finished their meals and gone home, so I helped the landlord to tidy up by eating all the leftover food from the plates. Yum!

      We walked on until we reached Windsor Racecourse where I quickly claimed the sleeping bag. It's warm and I had a wonderful rest. This morning we went to a nearby BP garage to get some things from the shop. We met a nice lady who took a shine to me. She gave me a delicious bowl of milk and some doughnuts, what a treat!

   Like I said, now we're at Windsor Castle. I was just woken up from a nap by a loud roaring noise. Believe it or not, hundreds of men have just arrived on motorbikes, my helper says they are Hells Angels. They look a bit scary and some of the tourists are running away. I'm not scared, in fact I bet they're carrying sandwiches. I'm preparing to look cute.


              Love from,


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