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We've just a gloriously warm and sunny long weekend. which was completely out of character since it was a long weekend, and the reading festival was on. We had an adventure on Saturday to Wantage for pretty average farmers markets but a great selection of cheese and tapas at Waitrose, the blowing stone to call troops into battle, Wayland's Smithy which is a long barrow not a smithy, and the Uffington White Horse. We were too early for the Uffington White Horse Fair, but got to see the campers set up on top of each other in the middle of the fields, avoiding the shade at all costs. And, ever present in the English sunshine, there was Mr Whippy in the carpark. (He stops outside our house too)

The rest of the weekend was the usual: football, eating, gardening, washing, cleaning, etc. I had my walk - i got adam to drop me off at Aston Tirrold so i could see Blewburton hill, which is another old fort. As adam pointed out, every hill left in the thames valley was once a fort.

The warm weather continues, some might even day t-shirt weather. Although I am due a rude shock when i get to Edinburgh on Snday night, it is supposed to be 2 degrees! hello winter. And the most exciting news of all: Vanessa and I had a posh belated-birthday-dinner in London last night, and we saw sienna miller and rhys ifans. he was looking scruffy, buying something at a convenience store. she was tiny, talking on her mobile. the restaurant staff were excited, they were hanging out the front door gawking.

Kat, with hair long enough for a pony tail, at Wayland's smithy.


Adam contemplating the view of the power station, and the fact that they put big trig stations that look like monuments on top of historical sites.


View of the power station and didcot from Blewburton Hill


A stile! this was the first time i had come across stiles in my local walks. there was also one with a little wooden bridge.


the funky house on the stream in east hagbourne, with the path in the middle of the stream.