Aberlady

...As I alighted from my carriage
and my henchman took my hand
to guide me down the steps on my way in to the church,
I lurched forward nearly going headfirst,
but my trusty man lent me his strong arm and I regained my balance...
..perhaps it was like that sometimes.

Snow lay sprinkled this morning, not seriously but fairly coldly. I met my fellow walkers to go another few miles along the John Muir Way.
A Lemsip is on the menu for me tonight, I think I've got Man-Influenza.