Anyway back to the doll ( I am going to name her, as its awful just calling her doll, she deserves more - deciding on a suitable name this weekend once I have put her hair on).
I have taken her out today and let her see interesting places near where I live. She has been to Stony Stratford and sat by the old Roman Road - Watling Street.
She asks if she can visit other faraway places. I tell her that we really can't go that far and anyway the Eurostar train is playing up and we might not get back in time !
So we went a few miles down the road to Buckingham and she visited the Buckingham Old Goal which houses the
museum with lots of local lace.
We had a nice wander around the old market town and she was admired by many local people.
Then she spotted a lovely old French chair outside the lovely flower shop called Moss and decided she needed a rest.
By the afternoon it was a sleepy doll that we bought home back to Stony. As we were walking in doors she eyed the bright Red Post Box opposite my house and rushed over to have her photo taken there.
Saying' I must send this one home to Mum'
