Sagging

It was pretty dreary all day. I washed the upstairs windows which is always a bit of a contortionists field day and the day seemed to drift. There was a bit of a brief mass gathering on the street around lunchtime as the Veneerings have gone away for the week ... it was touch and go yesterday as to whether they would stop arguing long enough to get in the car and head off. M, E, other M, and dog and I, nearly did a little jig.
I cycled onto Heughscar and over to Helton and Askham and back and have wanted to Blip this roof for years before it collapses. It felt really quite cold on the bike as I headed back.