On a dank, overcast, yet warmer, morning, Jackie drove us to Ferndene Farm shop where her shopping ran so smoothly that it was only a four-page read in the car for me.
We took a slight diversion on our way home, passing Sammy Miller Motorcycle Musem further along Bashley Cross Road, where
work went on attending to donkeys in a field and pigeons perched on a rooftop.
Historic transport, like this plane on display needed no feeding during lockdown. The motorcycle weather vane was in a constant wheel spin generated by the stiff breeze.
Like any other ungulates in our fields there are always some of these alpacas seen on the Sway road inquisitively spotting me spotting them.
Shortly after lunch deceptive clouds scudded across rapidly changing skies over Downton allowing cerulean patches and brief sunlight. This was all too fleeting. Soon we were back in the gloom.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s succulent sausages in red wine; creamy mashed potatoes; crunchy carrots and cauliflower; and firm Brussels sprouts with which she drank Peroni and I drank The Second Fleet Limestone Coast Shiraz 2019.