Best foot forward.

Vic was smiling like a Cheshire cat when I arrived in the gym so I knew that his date had gone well. They have seen each other nearly every day, and he didn't get home until 1am this morning.  Des was Des, no change there. The walk home was  a bit dodgy, as the pavements were white with frost, but I got home without any mishaps, and the tent was still in the field. Glad that I didn't have to sleep there last night ( see extra photo)   A steak dinner will be served very shortly, and that will go down a treat.