Morning Mick, morning All. Cold, dry start to our corner of Somerset. We’re promised sight of the sun later.
A quiet day at home recharging the batteries yesterday. I also slept for an unheard of eight hours. Mr C is still in shock and expecting great things of me today.
We’ll wander forth to a National Trust , assuming cooperation from two motorways, returning via a supermarket for some vegetables allowing the sad specimens in the fridge to be reborn as soup.
Hope you’re more comfortable today jax, what a disappointment.
Best wishes to everyone and a hope Monday is kind to us all.
🦞 The Lockdown Gang still chatting 🦞
What are you avoiding doing in this heat?



