That seems to have worked. Good. I shall now try not to get quite so distracted by the blog reader thing and discipline myself to write my own post before reading everyone elses and a) running out of time, and; b) forgetting what I wanted to tell you about.
Monday, 28 February 2011
Trip to a magical wood
Yesterday we went to the most magical piece of woodland you could possibly imagine. Puzzlewood is in the Forest of Dean and has grown up on some weird geological features which I think they called scowles. Once underground limestone caves and now exposed to form something quite incredible. We experienced the full freakiness of British weather by being battered by hailstorms as we tried to enjoy a brisk al fresco sarnie (timing, as ever, is impeccable), followed by dazzling sunshine. And now, as if by magic... photos: