Don’t mess with me…

My uncle has a tank. And a very big dog.

Um, why he has a tank I’m not quite sure, but it’s pretty cool isn’t it?

That cute fella is Zumi and he was very happy for me to take him around the farm for a walk to see the animals, cars and large scale war vehicles.

My aunt and uncle are probably slightly eccentric and rich enough to indulge themselves, they have quite a selection of vintage and new cars, tons of animals and now the latest addition to the farm is an old tank. I’m not quite sure what my uncle does with it… or why he has it… I’ll have to ask him when he’s back in the country I think. Mum is out there housesitting at the moment on the farm so we took the opportunity to go for a drive and popped out for a visit and a look around this afternoon.

I also pretended to be posh in the back of a fairly new Rolls…

I loved how the doors open out that way and it was an incredibly comfortable backseat and very spacious… just perfect for a film premiere. My friend is sitting in the drivers seat wishing he could drive away I think.

I also sat on an outside seat that I swear was somewhere I used to sit and read regularly when I’d stay out there… oh 20 years ago (gosh that long???) and just as I was posing for the photo it completely collapsed under me. I couldn’t get up unassisted and have hurt my back and neck so feeling pretty sore right now. Shameful evidence to follow once I can confiscate pictures from my mother.