
About 8ish I turned to head north - right into a head wind and so the going was rather slower. I was traveling on a road which went through farm land and I could not see anywhere off the road to put up my tent and so at 9 I stopped off at a farm and asked if I could put my tent up in their field. A girl was baby sitting and said that she thought it would be fine with the owners. I put up my tent and was sitting and reading my book when the farmer (Jean) popped over and invited me in for a cuppa and some macaroni cheese. Jean and his wife (Angela) are lovely people and we chatted about loads of things till late. They said that they found it funny how tourists stop to take pictures of their cows and also the gorse bushes and the hay bails - at which point I showed them the pictures that I had taken this evening - of their cows, gorse and hay bails. It was funny.
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