Sunday...

...began with a late breakfast before getting out on Biscuit for some air. I only intended nipping to Wickes in Glossop, but heading back via Charlesworth caught a little wanderlust and headed south towards (and well past) New Mills.

Its possible to avoid quite a lot of main roads if you know the narrow bits in between, and passing Jenkin Chapel (blip) in the middle of nowhere, I carried on through Wildboarclough, caught some beautiful views south from near The Roaches that a phone camera couldn't do justice, and rolled down through Leek to find Rudyard Lake to enjoy a cuppa on the dam wall.

Retracing back almost the same way, Bollington was nipped through to find the recently repaired canal breach but the whole place was busy with signs of a parade and a lack of spoons for that sent me home.

Eldest still wasn't back from London and still nobody knew what was happening on her graduation day on Monday. All of that became clear at around 21:30 but some last minute arrangements were hashed and it'll hopefully turn out okay fingers crossed/be my fault if not...that's what happens when I try to mediate! I really wanted to continue yesterday's interrupted & overdue natter with Bestie that'll have to wait yet another day because it was getting late.