A Saturday afternoon stroll. Somehow we managed to set-off very late in the afternoon. We had an errand to run: some milk to collect, which TBH needed for an experiment with some A-level classes.
Incidentally, for those who don’t have small children, or who haven’t come across it, ‘Fortunately the Milk’ is a brilliant children’s book written by Neil Gaiman and illustrated by Chris Riddell. Highly recommended.
We arrived at Gibraltar Farm as James, the farmer, needed to milk one of his ewes. One of her lambs was doing well, but the other was weak and floppy and hadn’t been feeding. He used a tube to get some milk into it, hoping that would rescue it.
These much happier looking lambs were springing and bouncing just like lambs are supposed to do.
You have to like the one with the lazy ear.
We went home via Woodwell, where the low sun was lighting the cliff.
TBH and A needed to head directly home, but the boys and I took a more circuitous route over The Lots.
We met some friends on the cliff-path, who were interested in my camera and then another friend, a neighbour of ours, was sat on one of the benches which have a ringside view of the sunset over The Bay.
Whilst the boys wandered down to The Cove, we had a wide-ranging discussion, touching on many things, but amongst them how lucky we are to have these wonderful views on our doorstep.
In retrospect, I hope I wasn’t destroying a moment of peace and tranquillity with my chatter!