Handy Beacon

The Coles (photographed standing in descending age order, left to right) enjoyed a bracing walk on Painswick Beacon this morning. It was a tad cold but, happily and like a chip oil of olden times, crisp and dry. The usual collective of dog walkers, golfers, runners, cyclists, horse folk, ramblers and gentlefolk merrily permeated the area. We usually have a stroll out on Christmas Eve, often in the Forest of Dean. Other activities planned for today include peeling vegetables, wrapping presents, wondering how Marco Bortolami is celebrating Christmas and listening to the Sufjan Stevens Christmas boxed set. I am participating in the last of those deeds (CD 5, ‘Peace’, if you’re asking) as I type these words.

Season's Greetings.