Calm

Well, I'm glad I got out and about at the weekend. Today was the opposite.

My only escape was lunch at Dysart. It would have been a lovely afternoon for a bit of a walk (Blip), but I'm supposed to be working for a living. Still. Better keep the lawyering going or the Tories will put me into the fields to pick fruit.

It was a remarkably calm (but cloudy) day in this windy part of the world. Calm is good.

The extra is just me pointing the camera (iPhone) in the opposite direction for once. The old, red roofed building in the centre houses the coffee shop.

Feet up now, (19:50) digesting an overdose of egg curry.