This morning started grey and mizzly so I just had a short trot to the shops after P came back from his morning run.
After lunch the sun had begun to push through the low cloud so P suggested a short drive around the headland to Maughold (pronounced Mack-old) and a walk to the lighthouse.
We parked in the village car park and strolled up the pretty lane to Maughold Church.
Leaving the churchyard from the far gate, we walked up the path to the lighthouse, where P spotted a peregrine falcon perched, looking perhaps for seabirds that were nesting there on the cliffs.
It only took us an hour for this short amble but it had just started to rain as we reached the car so we were happy to drive the five minutes back home to tea and shelter.