Blogstead at its best. I went for a quick cycle yesterday at the end of the afternoon. Lifting my eyes from the road, I found four deer keeping me company just over the hedge. They then jumped the fence, crossed the road in front of me and headed off across the fields. Tonight I drove home from Newport – through the Sidlaw Hills from Dundee – at around 9.30 pm. Amazing how much light there was in the sky behind the hills.
And lets recall the rather special, timeless atmosphere of Newport itself, which I myself find unique and genuinely captivating. But then, as a Southamptonian living in Surrey (though also Perth), I’m perhaps still over-sensitised to the beauty of such things. As a Dubliner who has lived long in N.Ireland you may have got slightly used to such delicate Celtic riches?!