A pretty usual occurrence you must be thinking, and you would be right. We were both out on Friday (me with friend W and the farmer at the Auction Mart); but today is a lovely, sunny day and we thought we would just drive to Hawes, only fifteen miles, where friends keep a restaurant - The Pantry - and have a good roast dinner. We have both been a bit low as the farmer has health issues, so we decided it would do us good.
Tomorrow the car goes in (to Northallerton, twenty three miles away) for its annual service. As I write this the farmer is giving it a good clean inside and out. He has to have an X Ray in the hospital in Northallerton, so while he is there he will do both jobs. I am going with him for company, hence the washing is merrily whirling around in the machine as I write.
It amused me no end that people were shocked that I could use the word 'ass' or 'arse' - a good old English word I might add, which has gone out of favour as polite - probably in Victorian times I would guess, when people even put frills around piano legs. In any case, I was merely giving you the name of a blog to visit - Gwil's alternative blog is called 'zen my ass' and his post yesterday about UFO's was certainly interesting and is well worth a visit.
Sorry if yesterday's post was a bit on the gloomy side (Tom told me to lighten up ) but I must admit that I did feel a bit gloomy. The feeling has largely gone this morning - with this sunshine in January how could it stay. I just popped into the sitting room to look out of the window to see if my Winter hellebores (Christmas roses) were out - no such luck. That would have just been the icing on the cake.