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Rural rides

Working from my mother’s flat in Hampshire this week. Lunch at the local pub, reached by a walk through the woods. First excursion since Lockdown #3.

Maxx at pub

Breath of fresh air: rode over to Romsey for a cuppa in Miss Moddy’s Tudor Tea Garden.

Tea garden

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