Oops. Haven’t posted for a while. Been a bit tired and flat lately, and John on bed rest a lot of the time is getting me down a bit. He has his laptop in bed, and reads a lot, and he is actually up for more than the four hours the doctor originally said, but this is taking ages. I’ll be glad when we can go out cycling again. Or just a day out somewhere.

Mind you, it’s Bank Holiday weekend, and we make a point of staying in then, to avoid the crowds. On the way home from Mass later I betIll be held up at the Howden roundabout with caravans on the way to the coast.

It’s gonna be a weekend of gardening. I cut the four lawns yesterday, strimmed around bits, and half mooned the edges. Today I’m going to tackle the veg plot, which has been sadly neglected. Then tomorrow I hope to plant up the hanging baskets.

I also need to work on my final essay for Creative Writing. It’s a 2,500 word story about a young woman who has a baby secretly and is sitting in a graveyard wondering what to do. My tutor said watch that it doesn’t become too melodramatic!

Anyway, shower now, then Church. I’m doing Children’s Liturgy today, then First Communion prep. We’re having ham salad for lunch, then roast pork in the evening, washed down with gallons and gallons of wine.