We had a slow start deliberately as this was going to be a short walk today and of course it was Easter Sunday.. and Barney’s first birthday. No longer a puppy, as though Georgie would let us forget it! They dropped me off back at Mitton after 11 and the plan was to meet half way at the Boat Inn, Penkridge at 1ish. The sun may have made the difference as well as wearing “civvie” clothes i.e. not my walking ones but I had much more of a spring in my step today partly because I’d see the girls more today. More butterflies were out as well - some orange tips and meadow browns. I had a long talk with a lady at a cottage by the path with a red fox, rather vocal, Labrador about her father in a fairly early stage of dementia. It’s hard knowing what to say when you’ve experienced the later stages - what comfort is there to offer apart from empathy? There were some beautiful if modern agricultural scenes - hedge laying, sheep, and wind turbines - to be seen as I went forward. I...