A short and very quiet stroll this evening. The only noise being a constant buzz of several hundred (maybe thousand?) bees overhead in these Sycamore trees.
Didn't dare go too far for fear of agitating the sciatica, which was something I did a few years ago, and led to my worst ever bout. Any exercise follows a fine line towards recovery, with agitation along all the route. Too much of the later, and it's like Snakes and Ladders - back to the start.