Dishes for the soaps.

I managed to persuade myself that I wanted to go cycling up hills, rather than stay underneath a warm soft duvet. I'm glad I did, as the showers came within a few minutes of me getting back (result!)
This TV aerial was en route. I didn't have my longest tape measure on me, but I understand it's 164 metres tall, and was built in the late 1960's.
The extra shows it in situ. The farmer must be giving it some potent fertiliser.