29 to go….

I was up with the lark this morning to do a yoga class – and very good it was, too. One down, 29 to go – but I am hoping that the habit will be ingrained by the end of the challenge and that I’ll still want to get up early every day and practise yoga. Let’s see, shall we?

We’ve had a busy day, generally speaking, with a visit from Richard and Jill. How lovely to sit and natter over lunch at the Saracen’s Head and then come home and sit and natter some more over a cuppa. Really enjoyed it.

In between nattering we have done our standard things of faffing about with the Lotus (John, that is) and watching the tennis on telly (me, of course). I also had fun this morning making some little pies to take on our ‘picnic in the park’ tomorrow. The recipe only made six, but they look good. Hoping that they’ll taste good too. Wonder if they’ll feed the five thousand?

This evening it was Quiz Night and we were Quiz Masters. I am always nervous when it’s our turn, just in case we make it too easy or too hard and it’s not enjoyable. I think it was relatively hard, but people did enjoy it. Hope so anyway. And some of the answers were inspired, with Brendan being awarded the badge for being the brainiest tonight – especially as he ‘knew’ the answer to why lobsters don’t die of old age.

Take care everyone, Covid is still about and weaving its evil spell so you need to be careful. God bless.