Drizzly this morning, an ideal time to walk up the zigzag path as far as the gate into the trees. You get a good feeling of being alone on this quiet path, with the hills around turned a gentle grey by the weather. On the way back I saw a cluster of roe deer skip panickily around then out of my path. When I say ‘I saw’ – I’d left my glasses at home because they’d probably have got wet and steamy. So I saw some deer-ish blobs with white blobs roughly where you’d expect their bottoms to be.
Meanwhile in the real world, a Conservative MP thinks the effect of COVID isn’t as bad as it’s cracked up to be. Folks like this seem to have an undue influence – talk of the tail wagging the dog.