Breathe it in - In the name of Thiago - Day 315
I don't know how Angelica manages to get a tune out of Elisa at times. Call it patience or maybe it's just a girl thing, but there's no way I'd have got her ladyship out of her pit before midday today without some sort of enticement. She's like a supermodel in that respect - and she's 12!
It's absolutely hammering it down now outside our kitchen window but it was utterly glorious this afternoon with the sunshine lighting up one half of the path as we walked alongside the Manifold river on the Staffordshire side of the Staffordshire/Derbyshire border. Now it wasn't always the side we were walking on, but we managed to sample a bit of the best of the late autumnal offering. It was really enjoyable.
Angelica's knee is still giving her a bit of gyp and she's diligently working through the exercises that the physio has given her, but it does mean we have to carefully manage how we go about our trips out. She was apologetic about that today, which of course was entirely unnecessary, as we still managed a good couple of hours over some rugged terrain in places. It wasn't challenging but it was enough of a challenge if you know what I mean.
Like my good friend Alex, who was doing something similar this afternoon at The Cloud over Congleton way this afternoon, I went for the shorts option. I saw just one other person wearing shorts but he had some skin tight trouser covering going on underneath, so there's absolutely no fucking way that counts. I think Alex and I were fighting a fairly lone battle at our respective walking spots in that respect!