Day 130

Tuesday 28 July

The barley is pretty much ripe for harvesting. Picked this sprig on our walk yesterday evening. It’s quite perfect really.

9.55 am I started the day with a run. I haven’t done any exercise like that since me and Adora did the couch to 5k programme back in deepest, darkest lockdown. Pretty pleased with myself, I didn’t stop, collapse or cry so I call that a success. Got to make it regular now.

Heading off to Aldeburgh in Suffolk this morning to meet up with friends who have been camping. The weather is sunny if a bit breezy, I suspect fish and chips may be on the menu later.

8.50pm Back at home after a very satisfying day with friends. Walking on the shingle beach, letting the dogs off the lead. Then discovering that dogs aren’t allowed on the beach. Naughty.

Fish and chips and curry sauce on the front washed down with a can of (full-fat) ginger beer. A rum and raisin ice cream for pud. Naughty.

A half-cut common wasp, after sipping cider and lager. Never mix drinks.

Then back to their campsite for a cup of tea and a cake. Laughs (loads of laughs) and a cheeky beer before leaving them to it. Some of the laughs were about naughty things. Well they would be on a campsite, wouldn’t they?

The sky, at home, at the end of our day of simple pleasures.

Finally, back home.

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