The Stable Door

Some time after the horse has bolted.

Another lovely, if hilly bike ride. This time over the Blackdown hills to meet Dad in the Flintlock for lunch. The weather was brighter than yesterday, but for the first time in a year I had forgotten to take my camera. I had packed it in my pannier, but when I stopped at the top of a hill I noticed that I hadn't got a pannier. Luckily it had been left at the house -as opposed to the side of the road. We returned "home" just in time for the last of the evening sun giving me a few minutes to wander around the outbuildings with my camera once more to hand.