At the crossroads.

A usual start to  a  Sunday. with J going out on his motorbike, and me going for a walk. I  didn't take hardly any photos on my walk, so as I crossed at the traffic lights, I turned around, and took this view of the road into town. You can see Nolton Church in the distance, which is where I do my volunteering. When I got back, I stood out the garden for ages, waiting to see if the robin would make an appearance, and I heard the clip clop of a horses hooves. I peered over our garden fence, and saw two horses and traps. By the time I would have rushed around the front  of my house,  they would have passed, but I was annoyed, as they would have made a great blip. There is a chicken roasting in the oven at the moment, and it smells wonderful. I do like a roast dinner! Looking forward to watching the last episode of The Hotel Manager tonight. Enjoy the rest of your Sunday,