The M6 is not fit for purpose. The end.
There are 2,000 people prepared to do a 100k ultra marathon. I know two of them.
There is a cheese room in a Cotswold farm shop that smells so strong some people have to leave. I was not one of them.
There is a complete ‘pretty’ overload in that part of the world. With iron plant pots four feet high. Trailing wisteria, wild scabious meadows and ten feet high hollyhocks. Simply beautiful. And a trip to Hidcote. More plants bought, and the challenge of where to put them? The garden is looking somewhat
tired scruffy, grass as high as an elephant’s eye. You get the gist. And I now get a new challenge of clipping a hawthorn hedge. Only took ten years to grow it, and now it won’t stop. The moral of this is ‘be careful what you wish for’.