Mote Park

A more usual Saturday and even a little rushed, as is par for the course.

Back into town for coffee and bits, straight home for lunch. While Susan was employed on the regular Saturday cleaning, I went to watch a referee in North Kent. Despite 5 layers, thick trousers, hat and two pairs of gloves I was freezing, as were most of the other spectators and some of the players.

I’m on my usual Saturday evening cooking duties and Susan is our in her studio working on this year’s Christmas card.

Walking through Mote Park was wonderful this morning with the sun slanting through the branches. The extra, is of a couple of collies waiting for permission to jump in. They were not allowed to so, rather reluctantly, they had to walk away.