Summer evening...

Big Sis and I went for a walk late afternoon to walk off our roast dinner (and make room for our tea... not) D stayed at home. He’s doing a lot of reading of the car manual. We passed this happy crowd of cricketers playing their first match since the outbreak of the virus. They were happy to chat with us. Think it was teatime.

Big Sis has gone home and the tablecloth from dinner is in the washing machine, the red wine stain hopefully having been removed. I accidentally kicked the table leg and ... there you go!

A quiet and good Sunday.