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A: With a dalmatian.

Jack originally hails from a breeder based in South Wales, and so a holiday cottage weekend in that region makes for some kind of homecoming. Extremely lucky with the weather, randomly selecting a furiously sunny weekend immediately following a washed out Bank Holiday. Fun time for all, although Jack didn’t seem too settled with the sleeping arrangements.

We managed a couple of exciting excursions. A wildly optimistic walk through what turned out to be some managed wetlands; escorting a strong excitable dog held back by a thin cord across rickety walkways suspended over bogland, like some super-hazardous Crystal Maze task. Later, the closest thing to mountaineering myself and Jack are ever likely to manage – in essence, strolling up a very large hill, a forty-five minute affair to the summit at best. In fairness to the dog, he did actually indulge in some of your actual climbing, with rocks and verticals and what-not. Myself, I kept to the handy path provided.