When I'm restless I often take my "standard walk" encircling Southampton Golf course: North along Lordswood Lane (past the mound that once supported the Castle), East under Chilworth Common, and finally to the Golf area, from which I get a bus home. The weather was fine, but heavy rain had only just stopped, and the earth was black-muddied with many deep pot-holes. As always, I was well booted and, with strategic jumps, my feet didn't get wet.
Occasionally I encounter someone else on my walk: on this occasion a younger man (as, of course, are most men!) in rather neat clothes, coming in the opposite direction. I warned him there was a lot of mud, but he continued ... I wonder how he got on!