Journey

Still stranded in antimacassar land - no internet at all! And I didn't bring my camera.

The dog walk I've found takes me through a 60s built estate to a rape seed oil field with the motorway in the near distance. It's quite surreal as when the wind's blowing in the right direction you can't hear a thing, only see the lorries rushing past.

We're back in Sussex now. What a beautiful day!

I back blipped:

Where did you get that hat!

Bible belt?