It has been, and still is, the most beautiful day here, and I have pottered about happily, achieving little things that neede sorting out. We had to hose grand dog down after his walk on the cliffs at Westward Ho! where he found a lovely muddy puddle at the end of the walk.
All calm, and gentle, and very, very pleasant.

Changes in taxation that Andy Burnham seems to be interested in




looking over the hills to the sea.


