Borderlands.

[rhythmaning]

I spent yesterday and today in the borders with friends. I walk around the ramparts at Berwick, a beer, then back across the border for a barbecue. And beer. And wine. And whisky. And lots of sausages. (Others had halloumi. Awful stuff. I had their sausages, too.)

Today we had a walk on Cheswick Sands, with views of Holy Isle and Bamburgh.

I've had a minor cold for the last few days. Today my hangover and cold have been battling it out in my throat.

My cold won. The hangover is gone but the cold has tightened its grip on my throat and nose.