A nice night so a chilli was thrown in the oven, Arrayan tacked up and off we went for a ten mile hack (or in Marks case jog, too keen, too keen). We admired the piggy backing lambs and the bluebells, rattled over the clattery metal cover the water board had left, skirted round the toro, (that one is blurry, I'm not great with cattle!!) made grunting noises at the piggies and came home and stuffed our faces with no guilt!
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