Izabella, thank you for your lovely account of the dawn that greeted you on your return. I felt as if I was reading a wonderful poem and you made me see it as if I'd been there. A fitting end to a beautiful holiday.
GG, I echo your impression of The Range. I 'discovered' it on a rare visit to Stockport, when I happened to park opposite it. A store the size of a football pitch and very hard on the feet. I don't think I ever reached the far end. One good thing came from it - my magnificent - and very cheap - Amaryllis which recently had eight blooms on two stems. However, I don't think a repeat visit is likely.
Soop, the catalogue of your innards' problems makes me shudder and feel all the more respect for you and how you manage to carry on so when lesser souls would fold into invalidism - have I invented that word? No red line, so it must exist! And you are so wonderfully caring for each and every one of us.
Oh Dragonfly, what an ordeal. What you need is TLC and, when you feel like it - cake, of course.
N&G - community action works! Well done. I hope the view survives the depredations of planners for many more years.
Maw, enjoy your time with Flynn and others. You will be exhausted by the time you get home again! But I envy you having the chance to have time with the wee ones before they become teenagers!
When I ask Alexa the time first thing in the morning, 'she' has taken to wishing me 'a good Wednesday' or whatever. Very disconcerting. Especially when I think it's still 7.30 and I find it's 9am. 