After our dinner party we all woke up a bit hung over and feeling rubbish on Sunday morning, luckily my sister Yasmin was on hand to help me with breakfast.
And Alice obviously got everything set up (she is actually a very good house guest... she has stayed over so many times that one summer she started getting post addressed to her... haha!)
Breakfast was crumpets and a mish-mash of plates and mugs we hadn't used at dinner last night... (aka the only ones that weren't dirty)
The boys sadly had to go back to London leaving us girls to head off to the races all by ourselves. Off we trotted!
Tweed is truly the British denim.... Sturdy, tough, comfortable and classic. It's also everywhere in rural areas... Tweed and Somerset go together like Denim and Texas. We felt a bit stupid being the only people not wearing any.
These two dogs are having a faceoff. (Camilla, Alice and Tash are in the middle.)
They parade the horses around so you can decide which ones look like the bet-winners.
After mucking about we actually decided to watch some races...
We needed to smother our hangover with more food, luckily even small point to points have food stalls.
Nothing can be more satisfying than cheesy chips.
with lots of salt, ketchup and vinegar...
and if you're really lucky you can get someone to feed them to you...
When the rain started to set in it was definitely time to head back to London.