Good morning from Bristol. Although I have been awake for a couple of hours and am on my second tib, I’ve no idea what’s going on outside.
I was incredibly busy yesterday for some reason. Before I had gone to town for shopping, DD texted me with the girls’ demands for Christmas. When I realised at the bus stop that it was over 20 minutes late, I decided to take an Uber. It would save me nearly an hour. I got all I wanted very quickly and took a bus home.
As I had prepared vegetables for piccalilli on Monday, I had to cook and pot it. 14 pots, left to mature for at least 6 weeks. Then lunch and a teeny sit down.
Then, I went to church for that stupid course, thankfully it’s the last one. Or so I thought! Ha! I still have to have a face to face with one of the four leaders…
I refilled the little table with preserves and realised that I had no regular marmalade left in stock. So, once home, I made some more using tinned fruit (shhh). Another 14 jars. Both lots needed washing and labelling. I’ve done the piccalilli but still need to do the marmalade. This morning’s job.
Today is busy again. I’m hosting the Anchor coffee morning here. I’ll have time to rest before going off to church to help with our village festival.
The streets are full, full of people attending the fair; stalls, choir singing, mulled wine, etc. We have “quiet play” for the wired children. Gives everyone a few minutes of quiet.
Then a peaceful evening. Phew!
My best wishes to all with mountains to climb.
Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩