Weasel takes a walk through the backwater and saw some ducks…

While we were stopped in Sainsburys, a rather disgusted comment from Ezekiel about the latest ‘too fat / too thin’ catch 22 on the front of Heat magazine lead to a fun little chat with the person in front of us in the checkout queue about nonsense health advice, scaremongering and the 6,500 different things the press have so far warned us will give us cancer … I love it when this happens, sometimes it feels like the greatest social sin possible in this country is to start a conversation with a stranger apropos of nothing, but when something happens to bridge that gap and let the reserve down it’s always fun.

Walking back quietly together in the sunshine made me that bit happier with the world and our place in it. There’s something about the way we fit together when we go out like this, whatever the excuse, that makes it feel good to be alive. When we walk together, we talk more, we make more sense to each other and the days go more easily.