The Sabbath

is the day of rest. It says so in the Good Book so after yesterday's torture  brilliant walk I am going to lounge in the glorious sunshine while it lasts.
I slept well but my legs are a bit iffy.I couldn't kneel in Church today.
Fred (83) my walking buddy ended up in A&E this morning.
This morning his eyes were shut tight. He smothered his face with sun cream and I think some must have gone in his eyes.
I haven't heard the results yet .