The Smell of Coconut

H and I walked on Kelling Heath this morning, the gorse looked lovely and there was a strong smell of coconut from it. We stopped for a cuppa at the Holiday Park which was surprisingly quiet. It was colder than forecast and incredibly wet with big puddles around and very muddy ground. A lovely afternoon, but I was too tired to do any gardening. As I was walking this morning, I didn't put my normal bet on the Grand National at the bookies in Sheringham......and as you have probably guessed, 1 of the 3 horses I'd chosen to put a bet on won the race! It wasn't the favourite when I chose it, the other two fell.