Farmchair Filosophy

We went out for another lovely walk today. In bright sunshine we wandered over the Upson Downs. After a while the footpath led us into Ply Wood (which used to be full of tradesmen practising). You could still hear some of their groans amongst the dark undergrowth, so we headed onwards to Balsa Wood, where it was a bit lighter. Then I saw this footpath sign for 'Edward Woodward Wood' and we thought it would be a good idea to have a look. But by the time we'd wandered through Edward Woodward Wood, we'd had enough of woods (well, you would, wouldn't you?). Finally, we reached what used to be an old hospital, set in its own grounds - which were now carefully tended gardens. And as we strolled hand-in-hand amongst the daffodils, I was so happy I asked my wife for a kiss. But she declined. And that's the first time I've been turned down on medical grounds.