Pyscho Pysclist

Well he slept like a King until 6:30am, all charged up a raring to go again. Breakfast then back up "back" lane to the swings followed by Cows, Sheep, Cocks & Hens and Ducks, not to mention "Off Road Pram Pushing" (extra).

His first ever time walking the empathetic Enzo, we completed our walk with the local mad/mentally ill Pyscho Pysclist bombing past us on his mountain bike with no warning shouting abuse at us for walking along the middle this quiet road. Mrs M managed to elicit a "F**K **F response to boot.

18 hours on, a lull now fills the vacuum left as Storm Regus moves back westwards.