The River Wye, Forest of Dean in the background
The Old Ferry inn four miles from Monmouth.
There is nothing better for the soul than a walk in the woods or alongside a river, followed by a log fire and a pint of good beer. Especially after the excesses of Christmas. My particular sin was the impulse purchase of a Game pie that I ended up with neither the time nor inclination to eat. I managed three substantial slices and that was it. Throwing it away was a sin, along with the seven slices of stale roast rib of beef from my birthday meal. Absolution will come slowly, but I doubt I’ll be getting it from these poor buggers.
Even so the river calms the soul and the Old Ferry Inn has excellent beer.
And a warm fire