Good morning from a very dark Yorkshire. A good holiday with two decent walks yesterday and Monday.
Life is full of coincidences, it really is a small world. We are at a walking festival which people travel to from around the country. We're +/- 110 miles from home. On the walk we chose yesterday were 14 people we have never met. From those 14 one person's mother had worked in the mill in our village, his parents are buried in the neighbouring village. Another is a friend of the ex-wife of one of my directors prior to retirement. Another lives on the road which runs next to one of the nurseries I worked for.