....we were heading up to Newcastle for a flying visit before Charlotte jets off to Shanghai.
Of course he didn't want to go and so hid himself under the cushions, not very well hidden as it turns out, he forgets his head and just assumes that if he refuses to look at us we won't see him. Strangely it is a doggy theory that hasn't worked yet.
Charlotte was working Friday, so once Darsh had fixed the dishwasher for her we wandered into the city centre to see the sights.....
and to drink coffee in Pret......
......and make phone calls of course....
Saturday was spent around the town and shops doing nothing in particular, just been together, and we came home late on Saturday night.
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