Good morning from a calm, dark Cornwall where I've just been out on my patio to look at the stars. A pair of gulls flew silently right above me and the underside of their wings caught the light from somewhere although it was still pitch black. Magical. I went to bed too early so have been awake for a while, making gingerbread cookies which I'm now eating with a cup of tea, and reading Why The Whales Came by Michael Morpurgo.
Today I'm going to see my arty daughter-in-law. She's made chicken stew for our lunch. We'll have a good chinwag and no doubt I'll see her new tattoos though as she's petite she must be running out of space for any more hy now. 😆 My 16-year-old grandson has been offered a place on a Digital Art, Graphic Design and Animation UAL Level 3 Diploma course. Well, there's a mouthful for you. Anyway, his mum will give me all the details I'm sure. It sounds perfect for him. Later I'll turn off my freezer and enjoy the unwelcome task of clearing it, with towels and newspaper galore.
Changes in taxation that Andy Burnham seems to be interested in
