To be honest, we were a little nervous about leaving our Blindley in the mean streets of East London while we were in Australia. I'm not sure why in hindsight; she can certainly handle herself and obviously looks beefy enough to ward off any admirers. So to celebrate the fact that (a) Blindley has survived our absence and (b) she still had her four wheels, not having been on bricks on our return, we collected Carly, Bill and Tamara on Saturday morning and headed out to the country for a pub lunch. Our first stop was a co-operative car park in Heathfield which hosted the monthly farmers market. After sampling some innovative sugar (beetroot) chutney and meeting the local characters, we set off for a 3 km walk along the Cuckoo Trail to Horam. All were
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