We like many places have had wonderful weather for a few days. Eve is out riding her bicycle in the sun as I write [and watch Milan-San remo race on pooter].
Such a lovely day when we took a light stroll down the road here. The birds were singing and everything. Keith was holed up at home for so he couldn't follow us down. He gets out whenever he wants usually but sometimes it is nice not to have him with us on a stroll.
Anyway, I had the Perkeo with me with the end of a roll of kentmere 200 inside so I took the opportunity to give you another angle of the village such as it is.
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Ahh, thirty one degrees East, if I’m not mistaken, and another seductive bend in the road that leaves us unknowing. It has been a glorious few days at the other end of the Kingdom too. Eve working up an appetite for a little more cake? A lesser known Philosopher pal once said that (wo)man cannot live by fruit and veg alone. I’m inclined toward the armchair theorists.
It is most unusual for Eve to eat any cake but this was an exception. Her thing are dried dates
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