The Lazy Cow!

Josh walks the plank

 Sunday May 16th 2010

Now before I get into trouble with our readers for the title of the blog, I am not talking about anyone in particular. Rather we are talking about the name of a cache in the small area of Lincolnshire. This area of the country has seen its fair share of battles....and we are not just talking about Mr and Mrs Shiltonpig trying to get Josh to have his nappy changed. This area has been having settlement after settlement for 1000s of years. In fact some clever person discovered this. not far from where this photo was taken.

Giddy up cowboys...

These days it is much safer to walk down here....well actually I lie as its a long long cycle path with friendly cyclists tooting their horns as they ride on by. The first cache takes you to a long wooden plank known by the cache owner as the wooden snake. Josh loved it...he kept on walking up and own it as if he was on his very own cat walk. Perhaps when he is older Milan and Paris offer him a chance to truly strut his stuff for the world, in the meantime he will have to make do with the readers of this blog.....did I say readers? sorry I meant reader....

Mobiles banned

 The next cache took us to some cows and when I say cows I mean some cows that have been so lazy they have started to rust. What on earth was some artist doing and sculpting two large iron cows next to the waterfront....well whatever he (or she) was doing meant that we could have some fun climbing all over them and pretending that we were some kind of John Wayne type people. If you don't know who John Wayne was then you make us feel very old....and we suggest that you go and look it up on wikipedia and then come back to read the rest of this blog, but with your head firmly between your legs in shame. After a lovely walk along the waterfront it was time to head home....but whats that Ihear you cry...surely you cant head home when its only 10.30 am in the morning? you want us to do some more crazy things...well just for you we did that. I may have mentioned that Lincolnshire has the biggest bends in

Cant even go to the toilet without being bothered

the country but the drive from Fiskerton to Tattershall Castle is surely one that made even Mr Shiltonpig sick. Now if you would like to know more about the castle we suggest you go and visit!!! However we apprecaite that Lincolnshire might as well be in another country so we will post this amazing link instead. Now its fair to say that whenever we go to a National Trust property Josh plays up. Everyone elses kids are perfect and sitting in a corner asking their mom and dad when are they going to see another piece of antique furniture...and our Josh goes and cries the entire 6 floors of the castle, and no matter what

World war 2?

we try and do we just can't seem to stop. It was tempting at the top of the castle...very tempting....but in case social services are reading you will be glad to know that Josh is alive and well. Oh and next door to the castle is the battle of Britain memorial flights, and trust me when one flew over the castle, it really did feel like you were in 1942 in Berlin all over again. I have a secret to tell you to finish todays blog, I forgot to print off the cache details for Tattershall and so we didn't do any in the village....will you forgive us for such terrible crimes? perhaps its best we go to the dungeon and get punished....now wheres a castle when you want one...