Crossing The Country

The hour known as noon did approach and we did take to foot. We ran. Through fields of barley we ran - it was really more sort of grass - but run we definitely did. And it felt good.

It was a new route in the fields to the north of the office, eventually picking up the community forest path to head back to the A38 and the journey home. In all we were out for half an hour and we have a new route for the future. Plus we've got a few ideas on how to extend the route out towards forty/forty-five minutes - but that's a story for another day.

Tomorrow I'm off to update my wardrobe - day off, party time. The weekend starts here...