Lost

Not by this point. 
Being genetically blessed with absolutely no sense of direction whatsoever, I thought I was quite intrepid to go off on a rather unfamiliar route this afternoon.  
Boy it was hot , the weather was glorious.
I found myself heading back through the racing stables and fields full of horses. They are being fed with hay because quite clearly the fields are brown and parched and not much is growing in them.
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