We are on holiday. I'd hoped to have some Internet connection but this is my chance to grab a couple of minutes in amongst the family mayhem.
So far we have travelled by car and boat and bus and train and bicycles. Withenay wanders indeed.
If I tell you it is a holiday of canals and cheese and bikes perhaps you'll guess where we are.
Then again, we are also spending a lot of time on the beach with buckets and spades, burying the children and paddling in the sea. (We've dug the children up again each time - though sometimes the temptation is strong...)
Writing and family anecdotes will return when we do. Now ... back to that glass of wine ...