Up on the moor at last

It was warm and sunny so I persuaded Mr C to accompany me for a walk up to the moor. There is no simple easy route, but we decided on a shorter but steeper and more rocky path. Even with one crutch I had to accept a bit of help on the roughest section. This route meant a longer walk to get back, but it was worth it. Before my broken ankle I could dash round that in no time but today it was quite a marathon expedition.

It was great to get those familiar views, not seen since before we left for Pakistan, but I was pretty tired by the time we got back.

I read Milkman, the 2018 Booker winner. I’d been put off as some said it was a difficult read, but I’m enjoying it so far.