We basked like sharks on a glorious day yesterday, in the warm sunshine, Bank Holiday Sunday, pottering around with the horse. Baby Boy chopped two crates of firewood and we were all looking forward with anticipation to fulfilling a BBQ invitation early evening. Step forward fate. A much loved visitor, on their way to enjoy the balmy climes of the East Coast, was overwhelmed with pain, and paid an emergency visit to Grantham Hospital. Much ado later the traveller was blue lighted away to a larger NHS facility, and the trusty car piloted in hot pursuit by a Boy, leaving yours truly to wend her 10pm way home clasping McDonald's finest coffee and 'calories in a box'. Hoping that today brings us news of successful surgery, a miraculous recovery time, and other good things.
Home news: the tenant in the cottage where the neighbour has been sooooooooo difficult is moving out today. So, later we shall check him out, and put another advert for a new tenant in the window. Hoping I can find someone who will be less objectionable to Mrs Difficult next door. There's a challenge. The Wonderhorse will be ambling out again this morning (second day on the trot - excuse the pun - ) in this amazing sunshine accompanied by yours truly.
So, for now, adieu, I'll bring more news shortly - x
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