Up and out of Westwood I meet a lady coming down the narrow lane astride a horse. Clicking down a gear, I pedal more softly and say hello as I near them. I have heard that horses appreciate this. The rider says thank you and reminds me that it’s a steep hill. I laugh that it is indeed and wish her a pleasant ride. ‘Thank you’ she replies. ‘And you my love, and you.’ Of course it sounds like ‘moi love’. Devon is great.