Bowled over!

A typical Sunday morning ritual in our house, J off on the motorbike, and me out for a walk. When I got to Newbridge Fields, I saw these youngsters playing cricket. They were really good,and I thought this boy was doing  a great job of bowling.  I got home before J, made  myself a coffee, and with that he arrived home as well. This afternoon, we went for a drive, and it was lovely to see the sun, at last. A poignant day for me today, as it was eight years  today, that my Dad passed away. There isn't a day goes by, that we don't talk about him. I have no need to say, Rest in Peace, because I know he is.