Harley again

Back home after glorious week spent in a little slice of heaven.
To be able to sit outside and hear nothing but birds, to wander around country lanes without meeting another person or car and to be spoken to (nicely) by strangers when visiting small market towns should make it another planet not Dorset.

On the way back we re visited the town I grew up in and ran away from almost 40 years ago. Very little left I remembered.W1 was very impressed by Somerset, looking at on line estate agent. Scary

Come back very disillusioned with quality of current life. But in 3 years and 300 something days I can get my own bit of heaven.

In the mean time we have got to survive Harleys visit