Grey and drizzly.
A few people about.
The no entry sign has disappeared from the gate between SPM and NML.
A couple of chaps hanging about behind the bench at the north end of the boardwalk, looking in the river. I chatted to them for a bit and they said they were waiting for their sister. I'm guessing that they were going to spread ashes in the river. Seems to be a popular spot for it.
Four deer at the pond.
Still smells of drains.
One very fast, rude and aggressive runner.
*Reminder*: I am off next week.
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