Snowdrops in the lane

At last the first snowdrops have peeped into the lane, covered as I thought they would be by the slashings from the farmer’s hedge cutter.  But the sight of them lifted my heart.  I look forward to more and more over the coming weeks. 

I went up to London to Richmond to meet Sue H for lunch.  I was carrying a huge hat that she lent me for a wedding but which I never wore.  I was glad to get it back to her in one piece and after a jolly lunch in which we caught up I went home unencumbered. 

Caught the trains changing at Richmond, Clapham Junction and Guildford home effortlessly before V who was teaching.  

Cold day but calm and bright in the morning.