
MACBETH’S AMBITIONS know no bounds, although we rather thought he had abandoned some of his more inflated ones. The Doyenne had both dogs out for their early walk and they disturbed a roe deer which had taken cover in amongst the tangles of the old rhododendron bushes close to the house. Inka was rattling around ahead, oblivious of the drama that was unfolding behind him. The deer took fright at the “bold MacBean” who set off in pursuit a fast as his little sawn-off legs would permit. (…read on »)