Mr P dropped me at the farm shop for veg. The sourdough bakers and the coffee bean roasters were open. We filled up with supplies then I walked back, my exercise quota, or "Boris token" as son R calls it; 7.5km through delightful countryside . Cunswick Scar, Gamblesmire Lane , Bell Hill and home . This shot is on the delightful Gamblesmire Lane. Its an old track, one of those you can imagine people using for hundreds of years but no cars, just horses, people and bikes - I saw them all.
786 deaths in hospitals, up on yesterday, that's not good. Boris is in intensive care. No change to restrictions. Thank goodness I live up here. Unlimited walks on my doorstep.