A funny old day today: I woke up at 6.30 which is usual, but as I was so busy yesterday I thought I would have an extra ten minutes, and suddenly it was 8.45. There were lots of wind fall apples so thought I would stew them, but then the postman knocked and it was the usual nice Reading Festival Postie, and we talked about the fight the stand in postman had last Saturday, and about festivals, and then he went on his way, and I had burnt the apples. Still trying to clean the pan!
I did some shopping, and met my bro for coffee. Visited the parents, Dad managing to keep remembering to take the five tablets for shingles.
Played with Alfie and watched the last of Mr Ben Brown and his blogs on YouTube with the swim up the Thames.