After a morning’s further catching up with ourselves and reminiscing, Becky and Flo spent much of the day registering for NHS and banking services; shopping; and various other administrative matters.
This afternoon Jackie drove me into the forest.
I wandered among ponies on Wilverley Plain, where a group of potential surfers failed to keep a kite in the air.
Outside Brockenhurst Jackie parked at the corner of Forest Park Road while I wandered among ponies in the woodland alongside, which was littered with
timber from broken trees in various stages of decomposition littering forest floor.
When we prepared to move on a number of the ponies crossed the road to disrupt the traffic and to impede our departure.
Our last stop was the Blackwater Car Park, from which I wandered among the woodland and photographed rippling reflections on the stream flowing under the bridge.
This evening we dined on second helpings of yesterday’s sausages in red wine with fresh vegetables; Jackie and I drank the same beverages as last night; Flo drank fruit juice; Becky abstained.