Carhullan Army

After finishing school and work early, we treated ourselves to a quick trip up to Carhullan.  Sarah Hall’s bleakly brilliant dystopian novel is named after this wild spot.  We didn’t have long but managed a brief dip in the pool.  I added the extra that R took just to prove to myself that I did it. It was freezing!

Meanwhile D stays in the shed for the week, having tested positive despite two jabs. Relieved that we set this up, as it means we aren’t contacts. He has his own ‘facilities’ in the utility which he can access from outside and hasn’t been near any of us, or in the house. Thankfully he’s not feeling too bad but its a bit of an odd situation. Here and yet not here.