Canoodoling in Chelmsford

Braved the London-bound A12 this afternoon, hoping there were no accidents ahead of us, as I was short of time to get into Chelmsford by 4pm. Lots of folks heading back to the smoke after a weekend or so away in Norfolk or Suffolk. Sorry we couldn't offer any better weather, but it is summer you know.

These two passed me by as I was walking by the River Chelmer - it's very slow-flowing at this point, but half a mile away there are some lovely rapids to negotiate. Seeing them reminded me that we didn't have time this year to do our usual kayaking in the Landes forest in France, perhaps next year?

Phil's birthday tomorrow. After that, we consider it downhill to Christmas. Is that just 117 shopping days to go?