It’s been a hot weekend, weather wise. Like summer again, now the schools are back. Better to be here too with no hordes of tourists about. I went for my usual walk, but I should have actually gone down to Windermere, as there were some Lancaster bombers and Vulcan planes etc flying over the lake. You tend to get a lot of that kind of thing – I suppose it’s the pretty scenery.
Although the current jets fly here a lot too – good practice for dodging mountains at speed…
I managed to have a quiet day without eating too much. Well, when I say too much I mean loads too much. I could still have done with eating less than I did. Work again tomorrow. O joy of joys.
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Oh the joys of youth when we ate more than we ever needed.