Seeing the trees turn colour this autumn gives me mixed feelings. I like the technicolour effect but hate the thought we’re heading into winter. It’s mighty cold morning and night although the sun is still shining bright to keeping us warm outside.  I... In the hours before the rain and wind arrived at the weekend, the bassets and I enjoyed some wonderful autumnal sun. But walking through the bush it was like a game of cat and mouse as I was desperately trying to capture the bassets as they passed through a sunny... You’ve got to admire these toadstools. A small matter of a gravel path wasn’t going to stop them from doing what they wanted. To grow and do there thing during the short window of time that they have for life. By the time I’d returned back... There is little better than being able to let the bassets roam off lead. It doesn’t happen often for fear of mowing down small children, terrorising picnickers or high tailing off on an attractive scent trail. I prefer to let the hounds cross the swing... Walking with the bassets is one of my favourite things to do. It’s even more pleasurable in a autumnal morning sun. The dreadful weather we’ve had today has reminded me that basset walking in the next few months is more likely to be under heavy cloud,... 