Happy day in the sun
Beth cooked breakfast for everyone this morning, after John had got up and sourced some sausages.
Lorraine and I, apart from going to dump several heavy bags of garden stuff in the recycling centre, and popping into the hardware store and buying a hose (though sadly no doublets were available) spent much of the day in the garden with the cats cavorting about around us. Everywhere flowers are emerging, such as an aromatic purple rose at the bottom of the garden. Garden now something close to spiffy. It is hard to describe the satisfaction we are getting from doing all this.
Aching and having had lots of sun, we ate a good Sunday dinner, and later watched Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell again. Rather good it is too, although it could be a lot scarier. The central performances excellent. All in all, simply a happy sunny Sunday.
Lorraine and I, apart from going to dump several heavy bags of garden stuff in the recycling centre, and popping into the hardware store and buying a hose (though sadly no doublets were available) spent much of the day in the garden with the cats cavorting about around us. Everywhere flowers are emerging, such as an aromatic purple rose at the bottom of the garden. Garden now something close to spiffy. It is hard to describe the satisfaction we are getting from doing all this.
Aching and having had lots of sun, we ate a good Sunday dinner, and later watched Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell again. Rather good it is too, although it could be a lot scarier. The central performances excellent. All in all, simply a happy sunny Sunday.
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