Sunday

Clive is away this weekend.

Hetty and I were out before 8 and walked what I call the Sunday Loop although we haven't walk it for months!

Lots of people to stop and chat to. The highlight being a cocker spaniel puppy. 

I had breakfast at Shoots Juice,  in Snuff Street. More or less what I have for breakfast most days but it was beautifully presented instead of thrown in a bowl. They welcomed Hetty too but we sat outside.

Home by 10.30 and more than enough steps completed already.

(I've been thinking about the family I met when I had my breakdown at the Royal London. They were gathering to switch off the life support for their son following his cycle colliding with a London Bus and they offered me comfort. I won't ever forget them. And I shall remember Joshua. And I shall be forever grateful that I was spared that tragedy.)