Braids

Better than coming home to this, a hot garden and cold glass of wine, better than thai curry, and better than now sitting down doing nothing, was taking the mountain bike out over the Braids. It's the best thing about living up here.

25.4 degrees in the shade in the kitchen (before I turned the cooker on).

(Edit - to clarify: written while the pie was still intact. I may change the order of priorities later on, )