This morning friend W and I went on a thirty mile trip to Marks and Spencer's at Teeside Park for a look round. As always, the clothes disappointed, although I did buy a lovely red cardi and a bright green T shirt.
The food department was a different matter and I found plenty of delicious things I couldn't resist so am stocked up for a few days to come.
The magic happened as I turned into our Lane on my return journey. Two hundred yards before the farm a beautiful young deer stood in the middle of the lane, watching my approach. I slowed down but she didn't move and I got right up to her. Then she trotted slowly in front of me until I turned into the farm gate, at which point she jumped over the wall and into the field, leaping away to the far corner, where she stopped to watch as I went down the drive. I felt sad, knowing that this sort of thing will not happen when I move into the town.