For the second day running I took myself walkies as I tried to get all my muscles working properly again. I have been held up indoors for months due to the risk of the dreaded COVID infection.
I couldn't stop at that bench again today, as someone had parked the rubbish wheelie bin next to it and there was definitely a pong. The locals might have thought it was coming from me.
Walking on a little way I came to this confusing sign in front of the local chapel, it made me scratch my head. Just which way to go, shall I turn right, or should I turn left, decisions made I carefully read the sign again. So as living in the Cotswold Hills I decided to walk in a Cotswold Way, that is straight home and a lovely cup of tea. It was a bit windy out there.
A lovely shot \- rather confusing I agree - perhaps the case of "you take the highroad and I will take the low road " so glad you had your lovely cup of tea on arriving home
@happypat I've lived in my bungalow for 36 years Pat. I even spent 1/2 an hour on the phone discussing a chair lift, until I told him I lived in a bungalow, well he phoned me for a sale.
