Up early, yet another bad night of sleep, got the beds stripped and out on the line. Bill and Jean came for a tea and cakes. Then on to see Jeanie. Here she is ready for lunch and having a look at the Gardeners World with me. She got muddled after I showed her the order of service, and she looked at the photos, then looking through the magazine she thought it was Alan Titchmarsh who had died. I left her as dinner was being served.
Back to their house to do a bit of shredding and tidying, I think this task will be on going for a while. Then rode my bike back home, but the sun had gone in and it was drizzly.