Harwich Secret Gardens

An early morning run to Colchester and then after a few quick chores, a walk into town for lunch and a whizz around a few ‘secret gardens’ in the old town. Lovely. Marched home for 3pm and tried to avoid the football by reading in the garden but couldn’t avoid being inflicted by the entire street joining in with the god save the queen and a subsequent 2 hours of shouted commentary about ‘go on harry, etc.’ which disturbed concentration. As a non English , non footy fan I found it all a bit intrusive and despite having lived longer now in England than Scotland I still don’t always feel that I really feel right here. Today I felt home sick for Caledonia!!