Tables are Waiting

at The Flower Lady premises in Shepshed marketplace but I wonder what for. I never see them in use.

Finkins across the road have not provided us with somewhere to sit with Basil on Fridays, which makes me cross. I understand there has been some dispute about a licence to put café tables outside but they were supposed to be making a small garden which people with dogs could use.

Hence Len and I miss our Friday toasties and Basil doesn't get his sausage.

Pleasantly warm. A little rain overnight.