A trunk call

JJ and I walked up to the village, round the park and back via the shop to pick up bread.  Three and a half miles.

This afternoon we’ve been doing the jigsaw, but I disappeared upstairs after a while because he was doing all the easier bits and I was getting sulky, so decided it was better to clear off.

Roast chicken for dinner.

I didn’t care who won Strictly last night, they were all so good, so well done to Ellie and Vito.