I have overdone things a bit today and am now very tired. This morning a friend C and I drove into a town twelve miles away for knitting wool. The shop was closed so I drove on into Northallerton and bought some there but that is further away - fifty mile round trip.
I came in, ate a quick lunch, fell asleep in the chair and woke up just in time to go to Ukulele practice- not getting home until almost four this afternoon.
Poor Tess has had just two fairly short walks today - and I feel guilty, But I really am too tired to take her out again, so I shall now go and sit down and watch the Chelsea flower show on television.
The Queen has just arrived to look round. My goodness - she is walking round at ninety - I feel guilty complaining of being tired.