Good morning from a showery Bristol. The “dark hour” temperatures are starting to feel distinctly autumnal. The equinox is with us very soon.
Yesterday was the usual rush, with morning prayers followed by FAB cafe. The numbers have picked up significantly which is really good, but mean a lot of work.
An amusing thing happened. About a dozen fairy cakes were left, so I offered them to the lady organising the ladies’ meeting in the afternoon.
After a hurried lunch, I was just leaving when a grid came round with a huge bag of Bramleys for jam/pickles. She kingly dropped me off at the meeting.
I walked into the hall to be greeted with”the cakes have disappeared”! Apparently, they had been left in the kitchen, and when she came back, there the4 were, gone…. Not a clue to where, how, to whom.
The talk could have been interesting, but was boring as the lady got a lot of facts wrong. It was about tea. She mispronounced things, calling the ancient Japanese capital “coyote”, saying that Charles II lived in the XVI century, etc. I felt a heel, but when I spoke to the President who hadn’t been impressed, it was vindication. I left soon after as I was exhausted.
Quiet evening, I finished sashing the quilt. All that’s left are the borders. I must start planning the next one…
Today has t’ai chi, a visit to the library on the way to DD’s for dinner, to collect a book I’ve ordered.
May your day be quiet and contented. Carpe diem 🐦🔥🦩🦩🦩🦩