In the morning before I go to work, I can’t help myself.
I just have to have a quick look.
Only the back gate to do now.
And those winter pansies are still looking great in the hanging basket.
After work I collect the parents.
It is my dads birthday and I have brought him to his favourite place.
Where he loves to go, and he loves the food.
I have been adventurous. I don’t like lamb that much, but tonight
I’ve plumbed for the Moroccan lamb, and wow yeah, lovely, I’d eat it again.
The last time we came here, in the morning I didn’t have a car any more. Odd how things end?