My good friend Landslide gave me a bike ride kicking that made me realise how unfit I've got and I smashed my foot on a rock but it was the *best* evening out.
I slept all of 3 hours due to arriving at 1.30am and forgetting my ear plugs so the barking grouse and skylarks had me awake at 4am. Snoozed till 7 then had breakfast with Landslide.
He went off to kids football and I hung around till 9 watching nothing much and chatting with a few passers by.
Took a slightly longer route home to stay on the moors as long as possible and avoid traffic with a neat diversion into the Apple shack cafe for third breakfast.
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