Picnic

We decided to take advantage of the slightly better weather and walk to Rodborough Common with a picnic.

It's not far from where we live in Stroud, but, as I might have mentioned before, it's the steepest climb and certainly counts as an unofficial exercise workout.

As we reached the top, panting and hobbling, the rain decided to make a comeback, so we found a nice sheltered spot in a disused quarry and got out the picnic things.

Once we had started tucking into our rolls, the clouds moved away and we were blessed with blue sky and sunshine - but the wind was remarkably fierce for this time of year.

It was the high spot of the afternoon. Sadly, my football team brought things down to earth once we had returned home. And then there was the prospect of sorting years of correspondence in our drive to cut the clutter.