I know all our thoughts are with Pat and her stay in hospital and all we can do is wish her well and also her family and friends who must be very worried. So love and strength to her recovery from her hip operation.
Early in the morning and the wretched smoke alarm is going every minute or so. I presume it needs it battery changing, though I thought electric alarms would look after themselves. The kitchen also has eight of those silly little lights, three of which needs replacing. We have had a couple of short blackouts which could be the problem.
The fate of the hens seemed to be drawing to a conclusion if Rosina doesn't take them Jo over the road will, though I think it is the runs that are the prize. Chatting to Jo yesterday and they seem to be enjoying this enforced lockdown by going out in their camper van. I suppose town criers can bellow out the news in the fresh air.
Weather is wet, a rather stormy day a couple of days ago as leaves and twigs hit the windows, it is the start of the grey dampness of Autumn. Talked for a long time to my two children, are they always children when in fact they are grown-up adults. They are both happy in their lives, my grandchildren are all almost grown-up as well, did I ever think that such a tragedy as the pandemic would strike the world, it blankets the world in misery. Forget the cost and protect those that are young, that starve in far off camps.
And now for photos to bring some memories back, when the sky was a glorious blue and people walked round freely!
|The old coke house hatch|
|Tourists in York|
|Hutton - le-Hole outside a favourite pub|