End of an era

Elbows and I, travelling with a very talkative MIL and SIL, went to an aunts funeral today in Cuckfield. Elbows and I had had some fast paced decisions and calls today about our up-coming house buying and selling. The very talkative passengers in the back seat made talking to Elbows incredibly tricky and nigh on impossible for most of the 4 hours in the car.

My BIL was preaching which was a blessing. The service wasn’t at his own church but glad he could speak of the Gospel.

I woke this morning with a pulled muscle in my shoulder. Boy it’s painful.