Poor Tarn. Here she is on our recent trip to Essex in the SE of England where we stopped in a lovely pub called the Windmill at Chatham Green for an Easter break (the Lake district gets too full of itinerant tourists at Easter)
The night before,she had been in the bar and the landlady gave her the beer slops…she drank about a pint. This was followed by her staggering around trying to fight anyone who looked sideways at her (a chip off the old block).
Honestly it was like fighting the beast with two heads, she was moving so fast.
Anyhow,this is her in bed the following morning with a stinking hangover.
She really should be ashamed of herself..what a fine advertisement for Cumbria’s finest..not!!
It nearly put her off her sausages.
APBT Lovers Apr 2012