Bacon Butties*

*sandwiches, for the Americans

Our support group came round to ours this morning for their traditional bacon butties, catch-up, and prayer - only this time, we were here and not virtual. So encouraging.

These two sat on the stairs to eat theirs, their peace repeatedly disturbed by the smoke alarm from the frying bacon.

Another day with practically no photos, I do think it will calm down a bit next week...