For the record, it’s my official day off, and the weather is utterly manky. There’s a cold, lazy wind (too lazy to go round me, just cuts straight through) and it is too wet to be called mist, and not wet enough to be called rain.
I have taken some unnecessary exercise, which by my standards means that Janathon is still on. Admittedly that exercise took the form of walking to the shop to buy some chocolate, but the chocolate was not and is not required as a matter of urgency, so the criteria is met. My little* boy came with me, and was highly amused at how many conversations I had with people on the way there and on the way back “even without your collar on”. I pointed out that I was wearing the beautiful scarf he gave me for Christmas, so no-one would know! However, I am grateful to him, but without his prompting I would never have got out of the Rectory.
Distance: not very far
Pace: running every few strides to keep up with little* boy, but stopping lots for conversations.
Number of conversations: loads, I love living here!
*This description is inaccurate, but suffices as an online disguise for him.