Good morning from a rainy New Year in Cornwall, where my son has just come in from his taxi shift. My 14-year-old grandson and I watched the London fireworks; magnificent, but I did wonder about the gulls there, as they go berserk where I live when fireworks go off.
So here we are with another year ahead. Exciting. But for today I'll be sorting my workroom and planning which wood and concrete to keep and which to jettison.
The best of everything to you all. (It's a golden oldie photo, as many of you know, but one that's full of joy and that's what I wanted for today.)
Waiting for memory clinic referral


