Skirting the puddle into Rock Choir

Very straightforward today. Rock Choir this morning. This was at the entrance. It appears that the devil or at least a monster is pointing the way into the Baptist Church. That puddle gets bigger every week. It’ll have to be upgraded to a pond before to long.

A few bits and pieces to do in town before walking home for lunch after which I wrote up the notes from last week’s meeting in Birmingham and started creating a free Photobook fo one of our great nephews while Susan worked away in the studio on this year’s Christmas card.