It's two weeks since I got out for a walk. That was Wadi Digla in Egypt, now seemingly in the distant past. So today, after enjoying muddling through some TGO Challenge images for Tim and Kate, ordering spare batteries for the G10 (2 for £12, if they make it from Hong Kong), whetting the appetite for next year's TGO Challenge via perusal of the Message Board and an exchange of emails with an illustrious vetter, and enjoying some sounds of Elvis Costello, I set off in an 11 km arc in order to reach our local shops.
It had to be along the towpath of the Bridgewater Canal, of course - pretty much deserted today. I did notice that the black-headed gulls have returned to harass the mallards and moorhens, and a cormorant was flying up and down the canal yesterday
On leaving the canal at Little Bollington, an old cobbled track leads to welcome refreshment. (Alan Sloman would not have forgiven me for walking past!)
Then I discovered where everyone (if not at work) was enjoying the afternoon - they were ogling the fallow deer at Dunham Massey. I joined them.
On the other side of the park the last lap of this stroll was through a local golf course, where the trees were in fine autumnal fettle, but the scene will change greatly, I suspect, when this warm, calm weather comes to an end.
Finally, our favourite restaurant is rumoured to have re-opened. I checked it out. Correct. We can eat well again at this excellent spot, if the new chef turns out to be as good as his reputation, and if Sue goes out and does lots more work!
Oh, and we made two batches of this slurry. We promise that it will look different tomorrow!