Autumnal

We had intended to go to Bradgate Park this afternoon on the offchance we  might see stags rutting. But a small crisis arose. Aziz telephoned sounding really upset. Apparently the tenant in my Tangier apartment had cancelled his contract because he was fed up with being 'harassed' by the concierge. I believe there's more to this than meets the eye but I had to listen to Aziz moaning on and then write to the chairman of the syndicate of owners in the building to ask what is going on.

It all takes time.

So instead of a photo of deer, you get a photo of a ladder propped up against an old building overlooking the Coop car park with a nice display of red berries. It all looked rather autumnal.

Instead of going all the way to Ashby to have my feet pampered, I tried Focus on Feet in Shepshed this morning. Kelly pointed out that they were Foot Care Specialists, not Podiatrists. There's a distinct difference. I shall have to see how my feet get on.