Thursday. S bit nippy this morning, 12.2°C outside.
The gremlins have been at work again, it's taken me over an hour to get any sense out of the poota, same with the wee Kindle, so it ain't the poota this time. Fair makes one want to spit dunnit!
Up to the hospice for a meeting this morning. It shouldn't take too long...but I've thought that before! I don't mind though. Might drop down in to Stroud after, depends how long the meeting lasts.
A sad day Tambo. Think about going along but if its overwhelming, slipping in at the back. That way you are there and the family will need the support, but you dont need to fully engage in the service unless you want to.
'morning all, another dull start to a day on The Bay, at least it's not raining. Nat and myself are sat in kitchen with lots of coffee, Tash is just back from her run and Mrs B is still giving it ZZZzz's.
All good so far.