Rutting

I took my husband’s car to the garage this morning, ready for its MOT and service tomorrow. As I walked back home I decided that it was cold. On checking it is only seventeen degrees Celsius today. Was that summer? 
 
Other than cooking lunch and taking the car to the garage it has been a bit of a lazy Sunday; some crochet and knitting will be done his afternoon. Today’s picture is just slightly better than this one that my husband blipped a few days ago. They are the same two males and they are in almost the same place. Today’s picture was taken in good daylight, while his was taken at 0530 hours that morning.