My son and his wife took me into Richmond this morning to choose my Christmas present from them. The last thing I needed to complete the move into my new bungalow was some curtains for the dining room patio doors. The room faces due North so they needed to be thick, warm curtains.
We managed to find a pair to our joint liking. Then we had lunch in a fine old pub in Finkle Street, just off the Market Square. We all had sandwiches - me prawn sandwiches with chips and a nice salad, my daughter in law hot pork sandwiches with chips and salad and my son cheese and pickle with chips and a salad.
On arrival home I made the coffee while my son took Tess into the fields (not out of the goodness of his heart to Tess but because he is rather averse to picking up dog poo.) After the coffee son insisted upon fixing up the curtain pole and the curtains himself with no interference from us! Now they are up and hanging in the hopes that all the creases will fall out by morning. Then he also removed one of the light bulbs in my hall - they are recessed bulbs and not easy to remove and in any case I dare not climb up on anything to do this operation.
I took my camera so that I could take some photographs of Richmond to show you. It is a beautiful old market town with a wealth of history. But I am sorry to say that once there I completely forgot that I had my camera with me. Another day perhaps. Today there was a mass of Christmas shoppers so perhaps it was the wrong time anyway.
I am now going to sit down and watch the final of Strictly Come Dancing - a good way to pass a Saturday evening. Enjoy yours.