Step follows step

A long morning with the social worker meant that all of Team IttH were keen for a wander, with lots to discuss and ponder. We now have a date to go before the fostering Panel in March.

We headed back into our quiet little Borrowdale, the weather gods favouring us with a little patch of dry.
The Dipper in the Beck was determined to hop just far enough ahead of me to remain blurry, the owls hooted and hid - but I knew that if the ankle held up I'd make it as far as my favourite little tree.

People have asked how I spend my cooped up hours - I've put an example up as an extra.