Walk One Hundred and Fifty-Four – The scout hut

This was a very quick sketch dashed as I rushed up the hill to the bluebell wood in the only spare moments I had before it got dark. I really don’t want to be walking in the dark, but at the moment my timetable doesn’t allow for much walking time unless it eats into toddler-free working time. It seems worse this week as Robin is away – and despite thinking I am entirely responsible for everything functioning in this household, it turns out that he does have his uses.