WW 20th June 2012

The summer solstice, the longest day of the year and the shortest night and people seemed to be rushing about all over the place. Take your time, relax, slow down and go with the flow. Quite a crowd set out on this typical summer's evening. The sun was so high in the sky we could not even see it. Out we tromped in their back yard to Cuckoo Rock round and up to Combshead for a wet. Over and round to Down Tor and back to the predictably quiet Royal Oak. Tales were told of adventures far and wide. Of holidays where the unexpected came to pass. There appeared to be some murmurings about pert posteriors but I must have drifted off at that stage.