Forest of Moss

I am saddened that my Moroccan table made of khellij pieces has got into this state but Len doesn't notice it and I'm too immobile to try and deal with it. Mind you, the moss looks good.

Haircut day for Basil. We tried Pillings Lock café in the meantime. Still closed although there were workmen there. The GCR Butler-Henderson café at Quorn was closed. We ended up at Beacon Hill café which was swamped with dogs, and their owners of course. The sunny day must have brought them out.

In the afternoon I concentrated on updating the RPS travel website with new entries. I felt exhausted by the end of the day. People just WON'T read the rules. I bet it would change if we could use a camera club entry style where entries are rejected for the slightest misdemeanour.