If you go down to the woods today...... no bears, no picnics, no red squirrels, and no deers!

Still, there were row upon row of gorgeous big pine trees, Douglas fir, larch, and ash.

There was the crisp crunch from treading on the undergrowth. There was the sound of birds cheeping from all angles, and, if you could drown that out, there was the sound of silence. Just us and nature..

Orford was as sleepy as the forest and a trip to Snape to see the new Maggi Hambling exhibition saw us leave with nothing.

The step count is high, the sleep is sound.