It was one of those evenings – lots of people on the patios, classic cars and convertibles buzzing up and down the streets – a perfect night to walk home from my meeting.
I have only done this entire walk on one other occasion, an evening which turned rainy, so I thought I’d see how far I could get.
Last night’s was much more pleasant, not rushed, mostly a gentle slope down hill, with the aroma of lilacs punctuating the journey. It was not until I was a block or two from home that I began to feel that my blood sugar was low which I quickly fixed with a tub of yogourt from Little Bee.
The walk was the perfect way to cap off a feel-good evening.