New Forest Ponies

Watch where you drive... they don’t care where they go.
And...
Watch where you walk... they don’t care where they go.

The roses must be lovely around these parts, that’s all I’m saying... We are in the New Forest for nephew James’s marriage to Katie. The weather has been fine but may close in later. We may do a little magic later to ensure sunshine.

The roads down here are just as congested as they were when I came down all those times to go sailing. Part of me misses sailing. None of me misses the M3.