I used to go for a walk around the village most mornings and often at the weekends until a year ago. I had various problems from last January onwards and haven’t been doing much walking at all until now.

I went out a couple of times last week, and again this afternoon. The advantage of going out in the afternoon is that you can actually see things – in winter I walk at about 0630 in the morning, when it’s still dark.

Horses come and go from the field opposite the cemetery; sometimes there’s one, today there’s two. I’m not sure if they’re doing it on purpose to try to confuse me.

The lonely olivier provides a few fruit at the end of the year, but it’s been a while since anyone cut it back so it fruits less than it could if it were properly looked after. No, I’m not going to climb up it and start hacking away, even if this is the season to do it.

The vineyard is still looking pretty dead; vines look like they’ll never grow again in winter, but they usually do.