I always take Denbies wine as my "local" gift; it is just the other side of the hill. DS/DD1's school is opposite, so their cross-country runs are straight through the vineyard.
I can't cope with running on hills either. I should really have been for a run this morning, as it was lovely and sunny first thing, but I abandoned the idea in favour of a lie-in and a long bath. I plan to do sod-all this weekend, although we have a few household chores: DH is tasked with removing the half-tree that is lying across the lawn (chopping things up - even he can't get that wrong), and I have to clean the house, which is a pit.
DS is off to a party this evening - he bought himself a new pair of socks yesterday, with a cannabis leaf design all over them.
I'm expecting the great smell of Lynx to be filling the air mid-afternoon.