Good morning from yet another dry day in Bristol. I’m starting to wish we could have some of the “sweet April showers”.
I’m wiped out after a frantic week. Yesterday was no exception.
After the usual morning prayers, I hosted the FAB cafe. One of the AgeUK hosts has had a bad year with a broken arm, something to her back and now has developed plantar fasciitis, poor thing. Not terribly well attended after last week’s good numbers.
I rushed home, had lunch and put my feet up for a few minutes before going off again to the Townwomen’s guild meeting - a short bit about Parkinson’s, the a slightly longer one from a beekeeper. She was quite amusing but didn’t really go into the actual beekeeping, more her minor adventures.
Anyway, I didn’t stay on after as I wanted 10 minutes to catch my breath before rushing on to DD’s to keep an eye on the girls. Iris was out riding, with her uncle and didn’t come home until we were about to leave for dinner.
A very expensive pizza parlour and happy girls later, we went home. DGD1 went up to do her homework, she has a music exam today, Iris and I watched a bit of tv before she went to bed.
The parents came home after an enjoyable afternoon at the Palace. They both looked very smart, lots of photos for the girls.
I fell into bed, exhausted and unusually had a reasonable night.
Today, I’ve just got tai chi. Phew!
I hope mr. FGT feels better. Yes, sadly cancer is always, always at the back of your mind. MD, try not to do too much, enjoy what you can do. Everyone else have a good day.
Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩🦩