Where did the water go?
A walk on the Doom Bar. Spring low and suddently the sand goes to the horizon.
Morning Padstow
Up early. Walked the dogs. Nipped down to the harbour and caught the sunrise. But missed the tide by about an hour. Take the wins.
Birthday Treat at 100
To the pub for a birthday beer, ice cream and a salmon treat. It was the last ice cream too!
walking into the rising sun
This time of year is perfect for getting Yogi and Ewok out (or for them getting me out) to experience the sun rise on our morning walk. Heading back into town it's rising and warming your face as you stride down Cross Street, accelerating towards breakfast.
Nearly 100 walk
Ewok is nearly 100. So we went for a walk on his favourite beach.
Great company. Great views.
art, music, London
A day trip to London, starting with a walk down the lane for a ride.
The bus to Victoria for Mango Pepsi performaance art
A walk to the wobbly bridge past a to-be-reviewed LTN.
Art, meta, in the Tate. Recursion. Repeats.
(And where every other visitor or member of staff appeared to be a fellow sisters fan.)
Surprise of the day, a hug with lovely F.
And then Camden for beer before Chalk Farm for tunes and karaoke.
Felt like we were experiencing the end of something.
Huge day out.
Diolch yn fawr, G, S and S.
Climbing in the gorge
The boys treated me to an afternoon climbing Sea Walls in the Avon Gorge. Mega! Thanks lads 🤩
Cleaned cracks
I think I prefer them overgrown and messy. But A has a thing about order in the garden.
Tractor turned
Bob's field stayed very unhappy. So unhappy that nothing grew, and the same region has now been deep ploughed. My pet theory is an accidental weed killer overdose. WDYT?
Politics on the edge
In town with the boys for box park food, second half pub football, and an evening with Rory Stewart (plus David Dimbleby, and a semi-incoherent mediation lawyer from Bristol).
