I expect you won’t want to know about my day. Quite frankly, I don’t care, I’ll tell you anyway. It has been so lush.
When I had finished up picking up horse shit (not so lush,) I went on the longest bike ride in the history of me. I biked from mine, to Barton Turf, to Stalham, to Happisburgh, to Honing, to North Walsham, to Worstead, then through Tunstead to home! It took me about 3 hours, which considering how far I went, it was quite good timing. I could hardly walk afterwards but I really enjoyed myself, and I wasn’t actually that tired.
This evening I headed up to Cromer beach with Becki and Rosie, one of the best evenings I’ve had in a while. We took stupid pictures and walked quite far, had some chish and fips. Everything just felt so serene and tranquil. My soul feels good today.
I’ll upload some of the pics we took.