Good morning all from a chilly Glasgow, where its only 0°.
Happy St David's Day to our Welsh grans. This would have been my late father's 116th birthday today, he was a fair bit older than my mother.
I'm sorry your trip did not live up to your expectations, Mick and you didn't manage to meet Gwen. York has always been a favourite of mine, there never seemed enough time to see everything.
Thank you GM for your kind words. Unfortunately, yesterday was a particularly bad day for me. After organising the buttonholes for Friday and having a lovely chat with the florist, who had made DD's bouquet, I started to feel really really unwell and light headed, so spent the rest of the day in bed. I woke up hours later to smell Mr MD, cooking dinner. He must have been worried, he rarely cooks!!
I had so many plans, so will need to catch up today. As Soop would say, such buggerations.
Thank goodness it wasn't Friday.
While I was in bed, I could hear the landline ringing for ages, DH never answers it, because it will definitely not be for him.
It turns out that his new car, which wasn't due until May, has been delivered!! Panic stations all round.
However, totally out of character, he told them he was too busy and he would deal with it after the wedding. Thank goodness for that, we are busy enough this week!
Wishing you all a pleasant day, whatever your plans. I will go and read all your news at my leisure..