Blackberrying

Went on my regular pilgrimage this morning to St Margaret's in Buxted. Usually the walk back is very muddy, but today the ground was parched and bare, even through the little wood, which in May had been carpeted with bluebells. I saw not one other person on the entire walk, until I reached Uckfield High St.

At the station I spotted some blackberries, so Dad and I went out again to pick some for tea.

Afterwards we are off to the cinema to see Mama Mia 2.