Foxed

I went out on my bike and sat on a bench in a churchyard to read. I’m on a book about India, which really evokes the same freneticism and complexity that I felt when I visited. I only covered a small smidgin of that vast country, and I’m hungry for more. Despite the day starting off promising, it soon became too chilly to be loafing outdoors, so I went back indoors.

At night I had a close-up encounter with a fox who was taking advantage of the food a neighbour leaves out for hedgehogs. Until tonight I’ve only seen a succession of sheepish-looking cats eating it.