Happy St. George’s Day. (Unlike the other countries of the UK, we English rarely celebrate our patron saint).
Good morning from a soggy Bristol. It has rained all night. It is supposed to ease off soon.
I had an unexpectedly busy day.
I finished cooking the piccalilli, then later, washed and labelled them. I had had to design, print and cut them out first. madeleine, I personally can’t stand piccalilli or chutneys; they are very English flavours. DH used to tell me I was racist for those comments!😂)
Two loads of washing on the line, then folded, ironed and put away.
I got on really well with my quilt, still a lot to do can see the goal posts.
The chiropodist came very late, and did my feet - they really needed it!
Got a message from the vicar. A parishioner is 96 today, would I make a cake for him at the Fab cafe? Of course, sigh.
Then two lovely things happened- firstly, I needed one egg for said cake but didn’t want to go to the village. My neighbour upstairs obliged.
Then the doorbell went, and it was my new neighbour brandishing two stick of rhubarb and a bunch of asparagus! She has been using my Wi-Fi, which reaches her house, since she moved in recently. BT and her server are not being very helpful in providing her with it. As I use mine very little, it’s no problem letting her use it. The greenery was in thanks - I’m very fond of both!
Today, I’m serving at the FAB cafe. I hope we have a few more attendees than last week.
Lovely azalea, Fgt, the scent is gorgeous. MD, I hope you feel more comfortable and everyone else’s day is less stressed and anxiety ridden.
Carpe diem, dear friends. 🦩🦩🦩🦩