Conkers

We passed a horsechestnut tree yesterday which was positively groaning with conkers, some out of their spikey coverings and some just about to burst out.
The ground was covered in beautiful conkers and it was a tribute to our chilhoods that we had to gather them up. but probably our grandchildren will not be able to play the game because of political correctness....... but we can!

This is a very early morning blip as we are about to hit the road north on our return home. It will be sad to leave our holidays behind , but good to be back to familiar surroundings.

Have a good week everyone!