It was a pleasure to experience the hike in your words and pictures. Here the going back of clocks has stolen an hour from the ends of the days to gain more light at the start of them. Sitting in the new first-floor sitting-room I’m alarmed to see notice that at 5:30 pm it’s stygian outside, and moreover the wind is howling in a way to have warmed the cockles of M R James’ heart! Now it REALLY feels like a Welsh Autumn!