And a quiet morning of domesticity.

Then out to meet her at her bike, then cycled slightly circuitously to mine for lunch, sunworshipping in the garden.

Smoked salmon, potato salad from allotment bounty, wee bit of goats cheese and an orangey dressing. Then after an afternoon of - well, not very much, we cycled back to hers, then wandered around the festival and cycled home again.

A quiet evening at home.

That'll be relaxing done, then. Back into top gear we go tomorrow