Socialising...

I’ve done a bit of socialising with old friends, in Scarborough, York and Hebden Bridge. I’m glad I left the Fox & Goose in Hebden Bridge last night before having that “last pint” (and then maybe a couple more after that) because that’s what makes for a sore head the next morning.

Instead I woke up refreshed. I didn’t immediately know where I was… but that’s pretty normal for a nomad. It’s surprisingly unscary not to know. As Jon Kabat-Zinn says, in the title of a book, Wherever you go, there you are…

Burton Agnes Hall...