Morning Mick, morning All. Cold, dry start to our corner of Somerset. We’re promised sight of the sun later.
A quiet day at home recharging the batteries yesterday. I also slept for an unheard of eight hours. Mr C is still in shock and expecting great things of me today.
We’ll wander forth to a National Trust , assuming cooperation from two motorways, returning via a supermarket for some vegetables allowing the sad specimens in the fridge to be reborn as soup.
Hope you’re more comfortable today jax, what a disappointment.
Best wishes to everyone and a hope Monday is kind to us all.
I’ve got Cystitis and have had a horrible week.
good time to take the grand kids out?

