The Pepperpot

My best friend Lynn came to pick me up from my brother’s house about 11.30. Pretty good going for Lynn, when she said 10.00!! I’ve known her for 43 years and nothing changes, an it never will, as long as you’re not catching a train or anything!
It was quite drizzly, but we both wanted a walk so we drove to Silverdale and had a lovely ramble up Eaves Wood up to the Pepperpot. It was still beautiful, and we chatted non stop having not seen each other for 21 months.
We then went to Beetham Garden Centre and met Lynn’s mum too for lunch. It was lovely to see them both together, and they’ll both come to my mum’s funeral next week.