Went over to Shropshire today. My brother and sister want to put the farm on the market straight away and have organised a farm sale to get rid of as much as possible. So I went to retrieve a few bits including this picture painted by one of mum's friends who used to also ride my old horse Jack I when I was at uni. It was very sad being at the house and seeing sale stickers all over mum's stuff. 

She was engrossed in the tennis and was excited to hear about our trip to Wimbledon. I spoke to her about the sale but not sure she's fully comprehended it's not just selling all the farm implements, it's all her furniture as well.