This seems to be the theme of most of my posts. Time is slipping away, and all those thoughts that I have when sitting at traffic lights when cycling in to town never seem to get onto the page.
So, as a dreary type of drizzle is making a mess of my line full of laundry here are a few thoughts.
Some aren't quite as complimentary as I'd like.
Those are the ones about why the sock yarn I dyed is now getting gradually wetter, when I want to check out the final colours.
And here is one I prepared earlier, an account of last weekend:
We had a great time last weekend.
On Saturday we walked around Long Eaton, running a few errands.
We had lunch at the cafe in West Park. This only opened about a month ago, despite the building having been finished a couple of years or so ago.
Then we hid from the sun for the afternoon, and did a bit in the garden in the evening.
On Sunday we did a bit more in the garden, then drove to Stapleford near Melton Mowbray to see the model railway
This was great fun, and on the way back we visited a few of the churches nearby, starting with the Stapleford
We walked through the gardens to get there.
We went on to visit the churches at Garthorpe
at Saxby is in the process of being sold at the moment, and we couldn't get in.
On the way back we stopped off in Sawley for the flower festival in the church.
There was also a good display about flooding in 1947.
Then we had a quick visit to the beer festival at the Harrington Arms.
We could have walked there, but we were passing in the car, and that limited the amount of beers we tried.
On the Bank Holiday Monday, we had another outing.
We took the train to Willington, and then walked along the Trent and Mersey canal towpath to Burton-on-Trent, a distance of about 5 miles.
On the way we stopped off to visit Claymills pumping station
, which was in steam.
On Tuesday I attempted to do all the things I had been thinking of doing on the other three days before we decided on having so many outings.
So the garden was full of laundry.
The house was full of chaos as I sorted out some of the many piles of paper etc.
This is likely to be the scene again tomorrow!
And I must take a photo or two of the latest socks.