I like mushrooms, believe me - but we have been spending over an hour most days on mushroom hunting, and I have had enough. It really restricts my off - lead time. All I hear is ‘Kev, stay close’, ‘Here, kev’ .. you get the idea? While Mum picks all the mushrooms in North London and tries to train me as her Truffle Dog. I cannot tell you where we go, under pain of death. She even blindfolds me for the journey (ha ha). But seriously, next weekend is bonfire night and the mushrooms are popping up as fresh as they were in September. I would say roll on the frosts, but I am an old dog and I really do not like cold mornings and evenings. Perhaps the mushrooms are not so bad ..
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