So I stuck to my plan and toddled off this morning for a short walk around the village perimeter... or at least, the perimeter around my end of the village.
It was wonderful to be out of the house and walking again. I don't think I'd realised just how much I'd missed being outside thanks to all that damn rain we had recently and of course I do need to take things a bit easy just now.
Well I supposed I walked a couple of miles and took in one quite steep hill en-route. Judging from the amount I sweated, I've lost a bit of fitness lately... to be fair, I've hardly done anything since before Christmas. 
At the top of Vinegar Hill (where the Romans planted vineyards during their occupation) there's an old farm and a couple of the 'outbuildings' can be seen from the lane. Normally the hedge hides the interior, but since the hedge is just sticks at this time of year I was treated to a rusty sight... and thought I'd get into a position to photograph and share it with you...
I've no idea what this old auto was, but the tyres look in pretty good condition so maybe with a little tender loving care the old girl might make it onto the roads once more... what d'you think? Will she ever run again?
As an aside, maybe some of you mechanical wizards out there might like to take a stab at what the auto was. 
Time for a cup of tea I think... 
dafter
Just back in from some pottering in the garden - any tea left in that pot?