Light at the end

of the Hindhead tunnel..

A "there and back again" trip to Sky Park farm for egg supplies. Rest of the day was mostly domestic and / or chilled. But still with a lot of coughing from TSM and I. This cold is like a velociraptor: nasty, won't let you go and has a long tail. 

Amusing conversation with our local greengrocer who said that his father worked in the royal household and he was born in Windsor Castle. Apparently it’s on his birth certificate. I believe him.