A quiet walk on the moor on what would have been my parents' 50th wedding anniversary. I phoned Dad from the trig point to see how he was doing.
Nothing much doing on the moor today, but I did spot some rabbits and a clump of white heather. Mum would have thought those good omens.
Maybe I should buy an extra lottery ticket this week.
… but, if rabbits and white heather are so lucky, maybe I don't need to!