pals
Locked out the b&b for a while so walk through St Bartholomew’s church yard to the field overlooking the valley and sit in the sunshine reading the paper. P, S and her son come along and we walk down to feed P’s horse some carrots… sit under oak trees and chat and then back to the pub to solve life’s mysteries (and for little S to act out life with lego). Everyone so friendly, I feel v lucky.
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