Morning coffee from a flask in an enamel mug while my daughter swims.

Black coffee in an Ernest Journal enamel mug.

That’s a commitment I’m not prepared to make, alas.

Hello, Saturday.

A long black and a copy of The Way through the Woods

Good morning from a crisp, Autumnal but delayed commute.

The sun riding over Hassocks station on an autumn morning.

Sunset approaches.

Shoreham Fort, around 4.15pm.

Dramatic lighting over Shoreham Fort.

I have earned this today.

A bottle of red wine, about to have its cork removed.

Words of wisdom from the swimming board. 🏊‍♂️

Repeat a difficult thing often enough and it becomes a habit and then a pleasure. And so it is with my early morning Sunday trips to the pool. An hour by the poolside with a book and a coffee. 👌🏻

Reading a book called Mermaids by the poolside.

I’m just not ready for this…

The Countryfile Christmas issue

A good pub is one you don’t want to leave.

My daughter enjoying an open fire in a pub.