Friday again

The weeks are going past so quickly. Hubby was reading an article on Monday and asked me how many weeks we have if we live until 80, without doing the math just think of the number. I was way out, as are the vast majority. So I am going to make every one count.
Bought flowers yesterday and it has been so warm today they are already starting to wilt.
Our run was hard work this morning, but enjoyed it.
Took a parcel to be returned down to the post office and realised I had not been in since before the first lockdown.
Brother out of hospital today, he said he felt very uncomfortable but pleased to be home.
Made a feta, olive and tomato flan for dinner, nice salad and glass of red.