Lock and trees

A very slow start to the day. Tea. Coffee. Pancakes with bacon and maple syrup (extra).

A walk round Butterdean Wood, where a newly planted field of trees is fenced and locked against intruders. Or perhaps, to prevent escape.

I go through to Glasgow to transport Megan back home for the weekend. Her friends Scott and Sara arrive shortly. Leek and potato soup is rustled up. The sauna is eventually heated up, while The Brand New Testament is watched.