Saying no can be fun

A bank holiday. Now that I am no longer working. A lengthy breakfast, and I nipped up to do some writing this afternoon. Having cleaned up the barbecue yesterday, I got it out this evening for the first time this year. A bit hard to get the charcoal going for some reason, but I managed to cook trout, asparagus a whole chicken and a large steak shared by Pat and Lorraine. 

Was contacted by Gabriel in France to do some work, he had no sense this was a UK public holiday. I declined. This turning work away,  encouraged by Lorraine, is a novelty, and feels a bit scary but also wonderful.  Saying no is fun and I want to focus on my own writing projects now. 

A long walk this afternoon, mooching around Tide Mills again, with my camera and thinking about the stuff I am now writing as I walked. Don't seem to have my eye in at the moment, but quite liking this bit of damaged wall and these teasel leaves.