Could there be a more perfect view?
In the past I’ve walked up it when I used to take part in the Sperrins hillwalking festival. Nowadays I look at it when I do the regular walk with Westie Boy when I stay at Cousin’s. Aunt Ella’s funeral was two weeks ago and I spent two more days in NI, enjoying beautiful spring weather in the countryside. Tonight I booked flights for ten days in NI in August.
After seven days work on the trot, the prospect is more than welcome. Tomorrow I need to leave home before eight in the morning to meet Older Nephew so we can dewinterise das Boot.
Summer beckons. Can’t wait.