Popped to Wokingham for a coffee/cake and some charity shops (they weren’t all closed thankfully). Our coffee shop table had a dog on either side and they were both very friendly, dream.

Had a brief cuppa with Lin and Lyra before I headed back to Bristol.

I decided to walk from the station for some reason (with a heavy backpack and heavy suitcase). I had to stop in the corner shop for a few things and was struggling out with a ripped carrier bag and a million things to carry, when Dajon pulled up. Very grateful for a lift even if it was only about 100 yards down the road.