I go out walking...

This one was in Stratford park with a friend. I've lived in Stroud for 26 years, and she has been here longer, but we managed to find a part of the park we had never visited before.

The glorious weather had turned damp and chilly. My knees were cold and my fingers went numb for a worrying length of time.

We thoroughly appreciated being out exploring, though, after the dullness of the previous few weeks.

When I got home there were several types of bad news. They sent me into such a spin that I haven't caught up with my blips yet. See Saturday 6th for more information.