In the Vale

Feeling too queasy to write much. Rather a fatty bit of meat for dinner, and as lovely as it tasted, it has not agreed with me. At all. Not many months ago it would have been fine - we've in fact had this same dish previously and it was fine - but now I clearly just can't do it. I might go and lie in bed, in fact.

Here's a bit of the landscape en route to Lithgow. And large.