Azaleas

Our garden is at its best at this time of year.

Mr C went food shopping and I have prepared somewhat for Carole and David arriving at some unspecified point tomorrow morning.

It’s a glorious day so I should go up on the moor for a walk but I’m going to sit in the sun with my book for a while.

Next Thursday, on our way back from Malvern, we were going to park our van in friends’ drive in Birmingham. It is about 15 years since we last saw them and I did have a feeling that something would come up to prevent us meeting this time. And it has. Sue has Covid and Ray has a cough and is undergoing tests. I hope it is nothing sinister but the fact that it was as a result of a blood test he got referred for an X-ray can’t be good.