Hopes and dreams...

This is the Hopes Reservoir.

Spent the day hoping to receive a significant phone call (still waiting, thanks for asking) but had to break the cottage cabin fever with a lunchtime walk. My neighbour decided to chum me, so we had a decent stomp up the hill and round the local reservoir. Turns out that she listens to my radio show - sheez, at this rate our listening figures will require the removal of a sock to count.

Back just in time I think - the sky looks about ready to pour.

Hope you've all had a good day thus far.