Mum arrives

A busy Saturday, a large breakfast. Beth off first thing to Rodean school for dramatic reasons. Lorraine and I organising the house in preparation for the house-poo tomorrow. Mum arrived early this afternoon, in torrential rain. We picked her up from the station. Lots of chats with her, and some wondering about in some local art houses too. Sat in the garden of one house drinking tea, which was nice. This is the last weekend, and you get the sense that the various artists are longing for it to be over.  A quiet night in, watching Wallender, and eating a rather delicious chicken stew.