St. Swithun’s Day

51 years ago today we were married, and came out of the church and through this lychgate, about as happy as you can get. Fortunately there wasn’t a six inch deep puddle on the other side as there was today.
We went to the care home again this afternoon where the sounds of tennis were coming from every room. We will be back again in a few weeks to visit my mother in law.
Tonight we celebrated another year of fun by dining out at a restaurant called Panache, which is probably the only ache I haven’t suffered from in recent years - extra photo.