The Ribble at Dinckley.

A slightly warmer and sunnier day than of late. W cycled in the kitchen all morning. I made him lunch and then we decided to walk along the Ribble. We bumped into an old friend L who hasn’t seen W for a long time. We chatted while W threw sticks for her dog Bodie. Then we crossed the Dinckley Bridge and climbed the hill to Hurst Green (of Tolkien fame). It was a lovely walk on a calm chilly day.