It was hot and sultry and although the hats E. and I. had on kept the sun out of our eyes, they didn't stop our hair from 'steaming'. Boy, did we look like we had been pulled through a hedge backwards when the walk finished.
I only remembered to take out the camera half way around, just as we were about to cross a field of oats. For the change, the farmer had left a nice wide path:
Over the other side, and under a shade of a lovely tree, we stopped to have water. We could just see the tower of Raynham church in the distance: