Sunday was a mixed bag. I started out by cycling to http://www.saintcolumbas.org/
This is the second time I have visited St Columba’s and I found it strange sitting in a room of strangers yet feeling strangely welcome. It was all a bit too much so I followed my visit up with some comfort and took a gaze at the graveyard of St Mary Magdalen. It was looking particularly delicious in the mid day light
and then I took Boots and Molly for walk to find my friend Dr Saffin. We found her in Shuttleworth Lock
so we turned around and walked home again lifting the lift bridges and doing the lock to make Kate’s journey easier.
I passed this window again, but no cat looking out of it this time:
and I hadn’t spotted this HUGE light on Hieronymus Peypes before.
Hieronymus Peypes is for sale:
After more than 2 hours on foot I returned home for a cup of tea and sat on the front deck in the afternoon winter light. Some canoeists came whistling past:
Boots is being extraordinary at the moment. He seems to have found the increased number of Ducks, Swans and Cats too much and our walks often include sections of me holding his collar while he turns into killer demon canine. I have had some extraordinary looks but I think I am secretly pleased that I may be getting a reputation for having a fierce, unyielding and unpleasant dog in my charge; particularly as he is really quite a placid dog.