Light job-application work and emails in the morning.
A walk with N in the afternoon down the lane behind the house until it turned into a track then a footpath. Looping round the perimeter of a vast empty field to emerge on the road through a cluster of suburban houses on the outskirts of the village. In search of rumoured deer but none to be seen. Only two terriers on leads and traffic on the dual carriageway, bolting up and over the chalky wold in a great arc.
N atop your shoulders from the one-third point of the route. By the two-thirds point she was pleading for home to see her little brother and mummy. Kept sweet with the promise of toast and jam awaiting.
What do you want
with your toast and jam?
More JAM please!