We dashed off to see our good friend Ali who is a dietician and not a nutritionist.
I don't know if one's grandchildren will loll beside fibre-optic cables in the future, but lounging next to a canal - a gem of the industrial revolution - is one of the most pleasurable things to do in countryside.
The sun gave us a 24hr burst of a flashbulb which lit up the fields and villages and warmed the happily idle.
The ground is deep in history, but not all corners of this land have become museum pieces. The bells of bicycles on paths and the sounds of guitars from the bedrooms of ancient cottages remind you that this is a breathing place.
It's a feast of life. And I'm feeling happily full.
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