Ah the joys of the English Spring (especially with a Bank Holiday looming) - as I look out of the hall window we have horizontal sleet whizzing past and a cold North wind blowing. Friends in Scotland on holiday must be wishing they were back home I should think.
I am having great difficulty in putting new bloggers on my side bar.
Why do they keep changing the method of doing these things I wonder - I presume it is just to confuse. I managed to get my three new bloggers (twiglet, welsh hills again and The maple syrup mob) on to my side bar but they came up in bright red at the top. When I put the last one on (twiglet) the other two disappeared completely.
I think the trouble with us silver surfers is that we have to keep doing things over and over again for it to be retained. If we have a few weeks when we don't do a particular thing then when we come to do it again we have completely forgotten the routine (and no saucy comments from either John or Tom please.)
The farmer and I are both off to our Physiotherapist in a few minutes for our six-weekly going over - we come out feeling worse than when we went in but after a few days the effect is transforming. My arthritis is getting so bad that I am looking into the possibility of getting a mobility scooter so that I can once again go down to the bottom of the lane - how I miss the wood and the fields down there. Will the orchids be out yet? I don't know but we shall shortly be passing in the car, so if any are out I shall get the farmer to stop and take a photograph for you. So probably see you later.
After lunch: Yes the common orchids were out at the bottom of the Lane - hundreds of them. I took this photograph from the car window. They give me the same thrill every year.