wide open spaces

Anniemay and I have spent about 4 hours on a mind-numbing,  bureaucratic, on-line task today.  I won't bore you with the details - it's minor compared with what some poor souls are having to deal with.

By mid-afternoon we've had enough and I head for the Common, while she heads for the sofa with a large bottle of gin.

There are very few people about - not surprising as the wind is bitter.  I'm pleased to see a few swallows are hanging on.  Can't imagine them staying much longer.



ps.  Anniemay did not hit the gin.  That was artistic licence on my part.  But she did crack open a bag of Haribos though.