"In the dark thundermole of the forrey...."

.... as Stanley Unwin would have said. I was in the middle of doing some dishes around one o' clock, and contemplating further chores when I thought: It's a lovely day, let's get out of here. I went to Reelig Glen, a wooded valley which has the tallest tree in Britain, though I can never find it. I also saw a deer, and a field where barley grows. (See extras.) On the way back,I stopped at the local shop, and ended up talking to a Geordie man who admired Yellow Dog. You could say it was a day which opened up like a flower.