Days of Sun and Days of Rain

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‘There will be fair winds and foul, days of sun and days of rain. But enjoy them all.’  The words of the great fell-walker and writer Alfred Wainwright rang in our ears as we gazed mournfully through the rain-spattered glass this morning, remembering last Friday’s lunch of sandwiches and ice-cream in a sun-drenched Hoxton Square. We resolved to follow Mr Wainwright’s advice and, after several restorative coffees and much discussion of weekend and holiday plans, we agreed that it was better to be in our cosy office than on the fells on a day like this. Foxed cheer wholly restored. Our little team will be scattered far and wide throughout July and August, with Gail and Chudleigh to Dartmoor, Anna to Sardinia, Alarys to Whitstable, Faith to the Balearics, Hazel to Cornwall, Steph to Cromer, Jennie to Scotland and Olivia to Tuscany. Fear not, for it will be business as usual at SF HQ with one or two of us here in the office to answer the phone, respond to emails and post orders, so please do keep in touch and stock up on books and all things Foxed as usual. And if you’re ever in Hoxton during office hours and could do with a cool drink, a comfy chair and a browse of the shelves, do ring the bell at No. 53. Readers are always welcome and, apart from the pleasure of seeing you, it gives us an excuse to drag ourselves away from the computer. Whether you’re on a beach in Barbados, a cottage in Cornwall, a gîte in Gerona, or are just staying at home this summer, we wish you a happy and relaxing break. But before we get too comfortable, let us pull on our boots, draw air in to our lungs, and stride out up and across the fells with Andrew Merrills and Alfred Wainwright.

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