Good morning from a wet E Kent. There is a sulphurous light which does bode well for sunshine. What a month of horrible weather! All this rain is doing my new plants no end of good; they are settling in wel.
I hope it doesn’t rain in Bicester, Mick and you have a nice mosey around.
I managed to make some Branson type chutney, and get on really well with my quilt yesterday. My mojo has made its way back.
DH, who rarely praises my cooking, said that dinner was as nice as the “poncey stuff” we had in the pub the other night. That is why wevrarely eat out!
Rugby morning and afternoon, so I’m banished from the sitting room. More sewing, ironing of bedding (yep, I actually like ironed pure cotton sheets) and dinner to make.
Wishing a happy day to any birthday grans and relief for those in pain, anxiety or sorrow, courage to the wobbly, and contentment to all GraMmingos. ??☀️?☀️??