I’m utterly stuffed, lunch at a friend’s house with a mutual friend, as a late breakfast/lunch person weetabix and fruit, my poor old tum isn’t used to it. It was lovely, chatting in the garden for a couple of hours. I’m getting there with the book muse, page 245 out of 382, it feels indulgent just sitting and reading, normally a bedtime or holiday pursuit. The garden was planted out this morning, I’m very pleased, another couple of months should see it start to meld together, pictures attached. Izabella how rude of people, get out from the Aga and ignore those who are brave from behind a keyboard. Ans BladeAnnie, we rejoice in your happiness as we empathise with others misfortune and sadness. It’s your time to shine, we applaud you and yours ⭐️
Right, back to the book....
William and Catherine’s Anniversary Photo

