The start of half-term
It’s been a cold, miserable, grey Saturday, punctuated by long showers of pouring rain, which is, of course, inevitable when the schools break up for half-term.
Friends of ours are taking their grandson to Legoland for the week, so I hope for their sakes that the weather improves. I can’t think of anything much worse than dragging a freezing cold, soaking wet small boy around Legoland for hours.
Ed and my regime of long(ish) walks has gone by the board. We’re snuggled up under slankets (the gorgeous, long, blanket-like fleeces which cover you from top to toe) with out feet up and the aroma of baked potatoes emanating form the kitchen.
It being half-term, I’m working tomorrow, taking three services while the rector has a much needed holiday. However, since the first service is at 8.00am, I do hope it’s a little warmer and drier tomorrow.
Have a good weekend wherever you are and whatever the weather.