A short walk!

"We'll just go for a short walk before lunch . Just up an around the farm. No need for walking shoes or boots or snacks." Mrs Untrained Eye said.

Two hours later, having picked every wild flower in Powys , spoken to half the people in our neighbourhood, poked every saltgrit pile with a stick for miles around, we, being Mrs Untrained Eye, Daughter 2 ( by age) and grandchildren arrived home just in time to go out again to see ' Horrid Henry', the film.

This is they wandering somewhere on our epic journey towards home.

Only joking . It was lovely.