Tunnel of Love

Dire Straits or Bruce Springsteen though?

Following a less rushed than usual start to the day I took the dogs for a nice walk over Iron Hill. We met LOADS of people and dogs out doing the same, including a man I passed half way round and then saw again in the car park at the end who was going to have to retrace his steps as he'd lost his keys somewhere along the way. My worst nightmare!

I then had an aborted trip to Winchester as the person I was meeting there was running late and still on the ferry from the Isle of Wight when I was three quarters of the way there. We rebooked for next week and I headed back homewards, stopping briefly on impulse at an Art Fund fair being held at Hockley House in Cheriton. I was given a very nice jute bag-for-life on my way in but only bought a couple of little Christmas presents. It was all very posh, including the people.