
Here we are then, back to a semblance of normality. By which we are home, it’s Friday, Elayne and I are doing a bit of binge watching of London Kills, a police series. It’s not bad.
Mist was picked up from the cattery this morning. She really didn’t appreciate being stuffed into the carrier and she let me know her displeasure in no uncertain terms. But once home, she has been quite clingy and is currently asleep in the chair.
We managed to get the grass cut and Elayne did a bit of tidying up in the garden.
I didn’t get out for a walk today, but I did get to drive past the ends of the high street. Enough to see that demolition of the (old) bus station has not started.