Change of scene

I met up with my friend in Stratford-upon-Avon this morning. No hugs, very strange. We walked out of the town along the river as far as the race course, crossed over the river and headed back. It was busy but never uncomfortable with the amount of people out. We had a socially distanced picnic on a bench watching the swans and kayakers. Surprisingly ( or not) after 9 weeks of not doing much, we still had loads to chat about!