Much of the morning is spent blogging on the Benbow p.c.
The phone rings chaotically, Pippa is trying to get out to the shops, and Woody escapes to swim in the incoming tide, sloshing happily and refusing to come out.
Cycling round the village, I visit the church then eat a stilton crumble lunch (very tasty) at the Mariner's waterside cafe.At the Bosham Farm Shop which has now been taken over by the Co-op, you can't get an oatcake for love nor money - they've never heard of them. And there's no pharmacist for miles; my wrist is swelling up, hurting a bit more each day and needing support.
At 11.00 p.m. there are wisps of conversation floating in the breeze as I take a late night stroll.
Distance cycled with exploring and shopping: 2.8 miles
