This still life arrangement needed no tweaking from me. Even the January morning sunlight was warm enough to defrost the bread.
After lunch Ian drove us through the forest until we arrived at Rockford Common which we eagerly explored.
Ian left off his conversation with one pony to warn me that another was rapidly advancing on me from behind.
The creature was momentarily nose to nose with me, but moved off and continued chomping grass,
with companions spread around the area.
I wandered around on my own for a while,
until spotting Becky, Ian, and Scooby on top of the sandy hill.
Our daughter and her dog followed Ian back down.
Becky then led me back up to the top where we walked along a footpath,
then returned the way we had come. We looked down on the ponies with which I had earlier been communing.
Back in the car, on the way home we stopped for a pleasant drink at the attractive Royal Oak pub in North Gorley.
This evening we reprised yesterday’s macaroni cheese meal, without the asparagus. Jackie and Ian both drank Peroni, and I started on the last bottle of El Sotillo.