9 January

Saturdays don’t seem to have meaning any more. No more browsing for books, reading then at Starbucks, and whiling away time in town, just an essential shop and perhaps a walk, avoiding all of the other people doing the same.

Foggy Field

I discovered a new route today, only minutes from my back door and more scenic than two laps of the estate, although more than a little muddier. One day I can walk it to the pub…