No Place Like Gnome

Twin 1 was up early this morning, 4:45am, as he is helping out at the local paper shop. Learning about work takes some time. He turned up a little early, and the shop wasn't open. He took the opportunity to come home and get a jumper rather than stand outside the shop. It is a little chilly that time in the morning. He did seem to give a good impression. Off to a good start to his working life.

Early morning showers soon dispersed, and it looked quite nice. Washing out to dry, as no more rain was expected, partner and I went down to Stockbridge. We weren't there long when the rain started, ah well. We visit the charity shops. The rain isn't heavy, but we text twin 2 to bring in the washing

On the way to the bus stop to go home, we always pass this basement flat with its collection of gnomes, so I thought it an ideal blip. I'm not a fan of garden gnomes, but the person who lives here obviously is.

Get home to find damp washing in the wash basket. Twin 2 needs to learn from twin 1.