I am back home in Northumberland this week and it is cold, wet and not looking like it is going to get any better. The trails are getting to be as muddy as winter, unsightly DH trails have been breeding like rabbits and the nice red climb to the top of Simonside seems like it has been used for NATO tank practice when they have been felling trees. I had a rubbish pie in Rothbury, the road to Thropton was blocked so had to do a detour to get anywhere and nearly all the hens have been eaten by foxes so I can’t have an egg for breakfast.