17:30 Monday 10th June.

Chilly day.
Stephen now gone down with a shocking cold, and I’ve felt really tired all day. Only managed part of my French Conversation this afternoon but gave them my apologies.
So I took this view from the loft room earlier.
It’s now 20:45. and I’m wrapped in my snuggle blanket, with the living flame gas fire on low,
I’ll be having an early night
Doesn’t feel like summer at the moment. Summer? Where did it go?