Golden road

I had a massive lie in as I was really tired (end of termitus).

MrH’s cousins who lives in Essex paid a very unexpected visit as he was attending the air show and decided to investigate where we lived.

In the evening I was soooo very hungry that I managed to persuade MrH we needed a meal in the local pub which is always quiet because of RIAT. Strangely once I’d eaten a pretty small amount of food I was absolutely busting at the seams so I had to leave most of my chips. Really odd, that’s never really happened before.

Walking back it was threatening rain, the sky was dark blue rain clouds and the road was bright and golden. Beautiful and different.