The Ribble, Hurst Green.

A bit tired today after a late night. I did a few chores and a top up shop. I wanted to ride my bike but decided on a walk instead. I drove to Marles Wood and walked along to the footbridge, then up the steep hill to Hurst Green. After a cup of tea at Millie’s I retraced my footsteps. W is still in Mallorca so I was happy not to have to make a big tea. I’ve put some of my winter clothes away this evening. Then I caught up on Our Welsh Chapel.