Flower Friday

Time I threw out the daffs, I think...

They'll have to wait, though, because it's blowing a hoolie and bucketing out there. I've battened down the hatches and am finding indoor activities to keep myself occupied.

While searching for something in an old diary, I got engrossed in the 1972 edition - a time of miners' strikes and power cuts. I'd forgotten how busy and energetic I was back then - to be expected, I suppose - and how chuffed I was to receive the princely sum of £66.01 at the end of the month during my second year of teaching. Changed days in so many ways!

Hope the weather's not too wild over the weekend wherever you are, blipmates!