W00t! is time for May in the Garden.
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Wallingford vs. Charlbury. A nice venue for spectators, even though the pitch looked like something out of a crazy-golf course.
Views on dog walks. The gap in the hedgerow.
Walking back from the Red Lion I was reassured to see many signs pointing the way to new housing developments.
> Signs should not be added piecemeal to a signpost as this obstructs lines of sight, can detract from road safety and damage the environment of our towns, villages and countryside. Our policies include careful consideration of these issues to limit the impact of 'signs clutter'.
(Oxfordshire County Council, 2021)
The garden over a morning cuppa. Inspired by Brita.
Friends round to watch the Champion's League final so we escaped for a walk with the dogs and, suprise! We managed a drink at the Red Lion. It's been a while…
There's a new eatery in town. We tried it out yesterday evening before the football. It was great, the chef is a m a z i n g.
Getting outside for some headspace with Ewok. Or Gummy-Bear as we lovingly call him at the moment.
You might think so. But I couldn't possibly comment.
We were here last September.like 2018, you do need at least one in colour!
I can just squeeze under this phone line. Or is it a clothes line?
Or tall people?
The end of a wonderful week at Harlyn. Had to go in even though the waves were meh. A farewell float.
Prints in the sand.
First pint. First pint post-lock down. And first pint at the Harbour Inn.
All of a five minute walk. It was a slightly longer walk last time.
On the footpath to Trevone…
Maybe. Crossed fingers. And yes, it would be a project.
In good weather you might be lucky enough to see the "Old Man of Harlyn". Usually he's on the cliff path between Harlyn and Mother Ivy's bay and occasionally he'll take his cap off to pass on a traditional traveller's greeting.
Looking up the Camel Estuary.
Nice spot for a cuppa.
A two coffee day. Treat! My excuse was the hike was exhausting.
Table. Perfect for beer pong. Apparently.
A circle walk up and along the Ridgeway and back from the awesomely named Honey Street. We saw two other walkers on the route (excluding the canal bit which was heaving). But then it was blowing an absolute hoolie. Lovely. As always, thanks chaps, a most excellent strole.
I used to do this 3 or 4 times a week. Now it's 3 or 4 times a year. Paddington to Dean Street via Hyde Park. It felt quieter than Wallingford. Actually, it was market day in Wallingford and I'm pretty sure Wallingford was busier.
Ewok taking shelter after getting wet and windswept from whatever storm it is that's battering us at the moment.
If "walks" was a series then there would be more than a few posts in it.
Enjoying a quiet spot out of the wind along the harbour wall, reading random stats about the carbon impact of everything, when a group of very friendly Welsh motorcyclists arrived looking for a spot to park.
How could one say no?
In Mum's lovely garden.
I know how to treat a girl: out for a dinner date.
Takeaway pizza and a quiet but windy spot on a hill with a view. 10 points for the view, not so many for everything else.
Possibly the smallest house in Padstow.
M helping out with the unwrapping.