Heston West

I'd assumed that over the years I'd visited all the services on the main routes between south London and Cumbria, but it turns out I've missed this fellow, on the M4 but tucked inside the M25. 

That was where the Minx and I bought our morning coffees and a bit of breakfast, as we made an earlyish start back to Salford, arriving home at lunchtime to catch up on some work. 

And that was us pretty much settled in for the rest of the day, although I did get out for the next run on the training plan. I ended up looping three times around the racecourse, which I thought would be a little soul destroying but, actually, I rather enjoyed it.