A long walk in the woods with Jim. Yellow leaves, grey sheep and green fields.
A home cooked Sunday lunch with loads of gravy.
No headphones, no traffic. Just quiet.
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Lunch with Rosie and Jim.
Showing them my favourite bits of the Tate.
Walking home, finding new streets.
The green wood bowl workshop. I made a bowl from a chunk of log using an axe, an adze, a chisel and a knife. It was amazing! And such hard work. But I did it.
Doing it with Jim. I love him. What an amazing friend to have had for 25 years. He’s one of the most caring and supportive men I know. I’m so lucky.
Watching Happy.
Three little things 