Good morning from a sunny northwest Lancashire coast.
In two minds whether to post today as life is quiet, but I’m sure I’ll think of something, however banal.
Healthy breakfast of kiwi, bananas and yoghurt, then to post a hand painted birthday card. I ask for ready made blank cards as gifts for myself as they come with envelopes.
So nice to have my bubbled kind daughter here, who is going to help me arrange one bank account, rather than the two I have at the moment. I have just held on to my own as well as my husband’s account since he died, but it doesn’t make sense.
It’s the direct debits that need to be sorted, ugh.
So I cooked ‘properly’ last night and cleared the dining room table and lit candles etc, more like old times.
She brought a bunch of freesias, but the main thing is she brought herself.
She was up at crack of sparrows for a run and I turned over in bed? Nelson said something like “When it’s time to turn over, it’s time to turn out!” But I’m not at sea. Well I am, in some ways...
I amused myself yesterday when booking for two coach day trips next month by stating twice, that I wanted a window seat and must face forward! Probably thinking about trains.
The booking clerk must have thought I was mad.
Sending thoughts to all with worries of any kind.
Will read through later.