Good morning from a soggy Bristol. It rained all night.
FGT, I trust your arrival in your happy place was uneventful and that you are now now tearfully surrounded by lots of happy memories. Hugs.🫂
Yesterday, the rain eased enough for me to walk to Tesco, do the shopping and come home, dry-ish. For some reason I was very tired after that so didn’t do much until an early lunch.
I had to be at the village hall for our inaugural meeting of the replacement WI.
We, the committee, were very apprehensive as saying one would join is not the same as action. We were gratified that we had 37 members, all new of course. So we were gratified that we are viable!
I had heard the speaker before, but she left many of the audience in tears of laughter, talking about the “History of Knitting Patterns”! She is very good.
Today, I’m supposed to have a plasterer to repair the damage made by replacing my hall night storage heater for a smaller one. This is the third time someone is down to come; the first time he wasn’t a plasterer, the second was a no show. I’m not holding my breath!
The estate’s external painting , due in ‘22, is now “about to happen”! The scaffolding was one week late and has taken two weeks to put up; the painters are two weeks late and haven’t put in an appearance yet. I suspect the 5 weeks allocated for the job are going to turn into 5 months. Ah well!
May all your mountains be levelled. 🐦🔥Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩