Working Out

I love having our kitchen door open at this time of year when the weather is good, but you never quite know who might pass by. Usually it is neighbours who say hello or tarry awhile to pass the time of day. Some time ago when we had dodgy neighbours further up the street, we were having our Sunday lunch when Police in riot gear walked past to knock a door down! That was quite surprising in the midst of our Yorkshire puddings....

Tonight, as I ate my tea at the kitchen table, to the sound of birds calling, mowers mowing and children playing, Ryan came by on his workout.