Postie

Took today off to help my dad celebrate a decade birthday having tea, cake and chess - tucked cosily inside by the fire whilst the snow lay beautifully outside:) I won the first game - he won the second. In our house we say you are only as good as your last game so that makes dad the winner :) rightly so.

I like that the postie walks over the fences to get to the front doors in their street creating new desire lines rather than walking round the more formal pathways.

Lovely day