Climbing up a big hill formed on the site of an ancient motte and bailey castle today. Not much sign of the castle left at all, just wind and short grass to run about on. Dad is a bit disgruntled this evening - his own Holga results have been rather hit-and-miss but he lent the Holga to Mum today, who seems to have got the hang of it right away and got a perfect exposure of me at the top of the hill waiting for Dad to hurry up!

(dad: sorry we have not been around much this week, will try to catch up with everyone tomorrow!)