It’s Sunday and a gloriously sunny one at that, so everyone will try to get out of their isolation. We decided that today in not a good time for much of a walk so we only ventured up the Centurion way from the Funtington road to Hunters Race.

The path is particularly attractive on a spring morning such as this one so there are far too many

people to be comfortable and many of them are not adhering to the social distance rules. Whole family groups were spread out across the path making it difficult to pass.

The birdsong was at it’s best, especially now that the blackbirds have joined in. There’s such a variety it’s difficult to tune in and tell them apart at times.

It only takes twenty minutes to get up to the familiar  earthworks at Hunters Race where we turn back. Brandy Hole Copse is about half way, a path leading off in a shallow valley to the west. Today it’s still very damp and muddy; unfortunately without much colour yet. The most noticeable feature is this group of World War II defences, these large concrete blocks and the smaller dragons teeth were set up all around Chichester at that time.

The bluebells are starting to bloom in greater numbers now, not enough to become a carpet under the trees, but some sizeable clumps anyway. This little patch of Forgetmenots added a different and welcome shade of blue to the path side.