No particular place to go

Today was supposed to be all about drying out the tent and unpacking and washing. Since we packed up dry and arrived a day early, all I had in my schedule on this Bank Holiday Monday was a humongous pile of ironing.

I messaged the running group to see if anyone fancied a run up Long Mynd and to my delight, somebody did! Sylvie, a Hungarian Anaesthetist, took me on a little tour of a new part of the Mynd and it was utterly delightful.

Resisted the urge to put the heating on this evening.