Angel

It was a quiet morning – and very wet.  TT watched the rugby final and was disappointed, as the rain had gone off, he then took himself out to do some tidying in the garden.  BB  watched very little of the rugby as he didn’t care who won.  I pottered, and my morning disappeared.

After lunch the boys went for haircuts and I wandered around town till they were ready.  We then did a bit of shopping, bumping into lots of friends people – so it took longer than anticipated.  It was then home to cook fajitas for tea before heading out again to watch our local firework display.  It’s always very good and great value for money.  We were lucky as the rain had stopped, though it was very muddy underfoot, and misty – which made walking back a little spooky.

A blip of an angel.