Good morning from a clear, hot Bristol.
Yesterday turned out to be more animated than I expected. My neighbour called in for a cuppa, then invited me to go to the Downs, a large park area overlooking the Avon gorge, to see the balloons coming from the other side. As it is a lovely place, I accepted. Off we went, only to find out when we got there that the wind was too strong, and westerly, so they wouldn’t fly. Westerly winds take them across the Bristol Channel and can be pretty dangerous. We still had a lovely walk, in the cool breeze.
During the evening, I received a text from DGD saying “she had no commitments on Tuesday”, would I like to go with her to Bath for lunch? My first invitation from a grandchild!
Going to bed,I was closing a windows, caught my finger in the catch, removed a great chunk of skin off my index finger and bled like the proverbial stuck pig. It really hurt/throbbed, made a mess and shook me. Putting it on my frozen “hot” water bottle helped.
Today? Tesco a.m., OAP film p.m.
Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩