This is Hattie, “Oooooh that Grass is sooo good!” She is seemingly in a state of absolute bliss, which is pretty much the exact opposite of how I felt this morning. Waking up at 4am, the birds singing and me suffering cold sweats then shivers then stomach cramps, far too many visits to the toilet. To say I felt rough is an understatement, I stuck to beer on Saturday and cider until about 4pm on Sunday and yet have a very sore body. It may have had something to do with the Bungee run, I feel like I’ve been assaulted.

Back to business today, well the walks don’t stop and the plants keep on growing regardless of if I stop writing about them or not. Just because I bought a packet of rolling tobacco and started drinking in the balmy Worcestershire sunshine at noon on Saturday, I now feel bad and very much an obligation to scrawl at least something down. I have no idea what the topics of discussion were today, I had a protective layer of Hat and sunglasses on so was pretty much impenetrable. My daughter arrived back from China too at 10am this morning so both Mrs T and myself had a slow day, picked her up, gave her loads of hugs and listened to her excitedly told stories. I’m so proud of her; 2 weeks travelling to different places pretty much non stop, taking in the forbidden city, Beijing, Shanghai, the terra cotta warriors, the great wall (her fave) to mention but a few. I’m hoping this will give her the travel bug now.

M had a menacing looking visitor this morning to his shirt collar, we flicked it away, no one was hurt.

And lo and behold the honey suckle is coming out on the “Doesn’t matter” stretch of the walk, such a beautiful plant. Christ I’m getting wistful, and struggling to write anything interesting so I’ll leave it for now, and speak to you  all later on, I should be somewhere back to normal by then.