the weather said sunny in the morning, so we got up. i have been up at 6 regardless, but this time the sky was clear.
he mentioned wild garlic, and then we just found some, off the path to the left. so i stuffed my pockets full, and hoped it wouldn't stink up my coat forever. up a hill, over a farm and back down.
at the end of our hike we ate ice creams in the cold, that's it, i'm finally proper british now.
we made garlic pesto, and my lovely friend brought wine. so much garlic! but so good, and free.