Dawn

Meg was restless in the night.  Not a return of the midweek catastrophe but something she'd scavenged in the garden was taking it's revenge.   This time she just whined outside my bedroom door, asking to be let out.  Good Dog.   4am, 5am,6am and 8am ..... not so good but I did get to see the dawn light.   Blip sorted.

For Tilda's last day we decided to have Sunday lunch at Kings Cafe, Wharf Station and under the south facing canopy in the sunshine, it was warm enough to eat outside.   Delicious!   We the adjourned to the garden behind the hostel where friends were tidying up some of the overgrowth around the garden railway.  A year of inactivity on the railway but not from the surrounding vegetation!   We were outside and a group of six from three households so as it's Wales that should be legal.   A nice, gentle catch up time.

Will be early to bed tonight as it's an early start tomorrow with Jamie having a fasting blood test at the health centre at 830am.