This weekend I headed back down to West Dorset to visit my family and see my sister who is back from Uganda for a couple of months. On Saturday night I packed up my swag and headed out to Champernhayes forest to spend a night in the bluebell woods. This has become an annual event although I have yet to convince anyone to join me! Since moving to London it has taken on extra importance for me to get a break away from the craziness of the “big smoke”. The bluebells have not been the best this year, perhaps due to the adverse weather conditions earlier in the year and also due to forestry operations. It was still wonderful to spend a couple of hours admiring them before the sun went down. The night passed with all the usual obligatory noises and disturbances of a night in the forest and I woke to find a young male deer a couple of metres away. On awakening, I startled him causing him to snort at me to show his annoyance. Sunday was spent down on Weston beach below the Donkey Sanctuary with the family before I returned to London on the train in the evening.