The Hills, The Woods
One of our favourite little spots in Northumberland. We spend the day walking in the woods and on the hills, picking out my Mum’s Rothbury caravan in the distance, and the night tucked away in the woods. Pim looks super depressed because he’s on extra tight lead whenever there’s sheep around. Anything that size and not a dog, he loves them. Sheep, goats, deer just really do it for him. He’ll literally hang off the end of his lead desperate to play with them. Maybe one day when we have a patch of land I’ll buy him a gang of animals to frolic with freely.