Out of the shadows...

I forced myself from my sick bed to walk the dog. I'm at that stage where I don't know whether I'm still sick, really tired or just out of practice being normal! I must admit I do feel a bit better tonight.
I wasn't happy that my favourite walk round Sibley Hall has finally been fenced off for redevelopment. Jim and I had to go round Ressie (the reservoir), which is OK and just round the corner from our house. It has this sweet little copse at the back.
I found out later that my sons used to go there to carry out their wicked teenage boy pursuits - judging by the empty cans of Fosters strewn about, the locals lads still carry on the tradition.