One pleasure in living on this beautiful Island is knowing almost every road. We can set off on our bikes and simply make up the route as we go, knowing almost every tiny country lane across this corner of England. But, occasionally we discover a little pocket of the place that is brand new to us, and we marvel that it has remained hidden from us for so long. Today we set off on foot along the coastal path from Yarmouth to Newtown; a perfect amble through woodland and meadows before reaching the top of a hill to breathtaking (and brand new!) views of Newtown creek, the New Forest, and the Downs. Autumn has truly fallen, and I am loving every windy, bonfire-infused minute of it.