Walking around the fields over Walkford Moor Copse ways was a proper nightmare this morning. I hadn't imagined it to be so wet and by the time I'd come to that conclusion I was already committed. Gods was it wet. Water was actually bubbling up through the ground, it was so sodden. Everywhere was muddy...everywhere. There was no path or route that wasn't viscus and slippery, none. Of course I was wearing totally unsuitable footwear leading to frequent slipping and wet feet. It was a mostly grumpy mumbling walk this morning.
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