It's a curious fact of modern life that when two people pass each other on any stretch of pavement in any modern city they will consciously avoid making eye contact, greeting or smiling at each other. Yet when the same two people meet on a country path on the edge of town they will go out of their way to do the opposite.
This morning I hiked 14 kilometres along the banks of the River Wear from South Hylton to Fatfield and back. It was glorious walking weather - 13 degrees, breezy, and benign white clouds across the blue sky that never once threatened rain. When I got home, I spent an hour planting flower bulbs and tidying up the garden of pop cans, sweet wrappers, torn bits of plastic packaging and one crisp new £5 note.
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