The Common; 13.51pm.

It’s cold but the air is still when I stop for my blip and I seem to have the place to myself.  But by the time I get to the tree-line on the horizon, there’s a wind blowing.  And I’m still alone.

For the first time in ages I manage my walk without stopping for a rest.  Whoo hoo!  And when I get back, Anniemay and I have tea and home-made cake.