The Gorse Fox never ceases to be thankful for the area in which he lives.

The earlier inclement was obviously an aberration. Normal service was resumed late afternoon when the clouds cleared and the sun burst through. The Gorse Fox felt this was reason enough to make the most of it and went for a brief 3.8 mile walk around the hallowed byways of East Preston. The place was deserted. GF saw three dog walkers (and their respective dogs), and that was that.

Solitude without the wilderness.