Mystery Gloves

I decided to check the Kia tyre pressures this morning as I thought I was noticing a lot more road noise lately. They were all OK. But when I looked for the tyre pressure gauge what did I find in the glove box - gloves! Mrsfb said she thinks they are hers. I hope so.

In other news I bumped into our neighbour L again today. I discovered that Bertie's friend yesterday was Lugo. Today he had a different pal, Sky. I don't know how L keeps up with all the names.

Off to the theatre again this evening to see Summer 1954, two one act plays by Terence Rattigan. Our friends are going this afternoon. I asked them to text us if it was rubbish.

The A40 talk last night was just about OK.

One year ago:
That Hen
Grandson Rory seems to have got over his breathing problems, though he has to be reminded some days to use his inhaler. He's been chosen as a sports leader at school. I'm not sure what that entails, but he does get to wear a special hoodie.