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Sadly, not on some Wordsworthian hill or dale but, rather more prosaically, in front of the local housing estate opposite the local convenience store., taken on the way back from our walk out to Walton this afternoon. Seemed appropriate for St David’s Day, even if they did beat us at rugby!

Bumped into two old friends and teaching colleagues while we were out so had a pleasant chat with them. Other than that it was more painting and baking the weekly bread this morning.