It could all be so simple...

West.

In her element and totally fearless.

This is the happiest I've seen her.

Fishing fun at Tarr Steps (she didn't catch anything)

Winston - resident at Exmoor Pony Centre

She was fascinated by this... a hoof picker.

Watching Winston getting his feet cleaned.

The view from Lynton. Breathtaking.

Lovely Lynmouth.

Sorry Derbyshire, but I think North Devon wins.

Taking the plunge.

I've never been camping before - what can I say, I'm not the outdoorsy type. I like being outdoors, don't get me wrong, but sleeping in a tent outside has never appealed to me. I've always liked the idea of glamping though and after years of dreaming of a Featherdown Farm holiday, a few weeks back we decided to book one.

Hello, beautiful front garden.

We were greeted by Charlotte (what a babe - HELLO, MUM CRUSH) once we arrived at Lower Rodhuish Farm who showed us around and made us feel very welcome. My jaw kept constantly dropping at the beauty of our surroundings, how amazing the tent was... it was all overwhelming.

Our hens for the week, Marge and Dierdre.

We had a tour of the farm, fed the pigs, tickled the guinea pigs, sat in a tractor, made scrambled eggs from the eggs our hens laid, cosy candlelit nights eating chocolate and drinking local cider... we had a blast.

Picking apples for the 'greedy, greedy piggies...'

Overcoming her bird fear.

Such an amazing time was had by all of us, Lil was in her element at the farm. For those of you not so taken by the whole camping malarky... this is for you. I absolutely loved the whole experience and it's such a fun place to take the kids - there are Featherdown's all over the country too. We'll definitely be back.

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Wild horses.

I've never seen them before but for the first time last week Lil and I saw some... galloping across Exmoor National Park. I don't think I've ever seen anything so beautiful in my life.