Half-way across the county is the pottery where Ruth and Keith's dinner service was made. We headed over there to pick up replacements for the odd broken plate, and see what else was on offer.
Acting as navigator with maps in my lap, the thing I was struck most by is that I've scarcely touched this county I live in. It's criss-crossed with a network of paths that I've hardly explored at all, confining myself instead to the coast.
I think I've found this summer's Sunday afternoon activity.
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