



Today after doing the horses I decided to take the dog for a walk on the south downs, I bundled her into the car and we drove to a car park. It was a fantastic day, the sun was shining and no wind, mild as anything.
As I walked to the top of one of the small hills I remembered the last time I was here, not only did I have the dog with me but one of my friends, and after I had dropped her off home she asked me if I could get her a stone from where we had been, this is the story of your stone!
I saw it.
I took it leaving a small hole .
I put it on the trig point.
(Leave nothing but footprints, Take nothing but memories)
Next time I see you I shall give this stone to you.
Back home I prepared a curry for my husbands dinner, he has to eat early today as he is on nights, then we both sat and watched a film together, which is a rare occurrence, before cooking his dinner then going down to put the horses in.
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