Hmm, well, not the brightest of days - in fact downright gloomy - but miraculously the rain held off for most of the day and I had a dry walk.
This dude came sauntering over to check me out. It's the male Exmoor pony who've I've noticed always reckons it's his job to be party spokes
manhorse. What a poseur! I might be making it up, but I think his name is Boris Bobby.
For the rest of the day I've cleaned, cooked, talked to sis, put my feet up and read. Nice day.
Hope yours has been good too and you've got a brill weekend planned xx