Walking up the Tyne path after our pilgrimage to see the Avengers film.
Complete hokum of course but enjoyable with it.
A splendid, non marathon, 5 mile run this morning to get things started.
Now slumped over the kitchen table, Sunday paper digested and pondering my next move.
Probably walking the dog. That's always the next move, at any point during the day.
The Tyne path goes way back but I've blathered on about it before. There's something a bit magical about it for me.