There is a time of day at a particular time of year when the sun shines straight down Green Lane. It blinds you when you’re driving home and all you can see is this tunnel of leaves. It is stunning and I never stop loving the place I live – it’s only 100 yards from my house. I went for a long walk; it was warm and breezy so I laid in the sun for a while listening to the sheep and skylarks.
Groovy Word of the day: bucolic