Back at Paces from a week away in Pembrokeshire. I've often joked that whenever I get back from a holiday, nothing's ever happened!
Take today: someone had an old axe out and was busy grinding it; someone else had a go at flogging a long-dead horse; another had a towel ready to throw in; and yet another was lamenting a road not taken that made all the difference.
Unexpectedly, the sun shone.