A fortnight ago friend W and I planned one of our visits to Kirby Lonsdale. At the last minute we had to call it off because of the deep, deep snow. As I am sure you know by now, the visit entails going over the top of the Pennines so if the weather is suspect down here at 600ft asl, then sure as eggs is eggs is will be ten times worse up there. Today it has poured with rain all day, there is a sharp easterly wind blowing and as we came back this afternoon the fog was beginning to form. The forecast for tomorrow is worse - not a day for such a journey so reluctantly we have called it off again. Snow is forecast again for the week-end - winter has not finished with us yet.
This afternoon a small contingent of our Ukulele group were playing for the local Alzheimer's Society - a sing along. In spite of the awful weather there was a really good turnout and the afternoon was, as usual, a huge success. To see some of the 'patients' who come along with their carers (usually husband or wife) when they come in and then as the meeting ends, is such a pleasure as often they are transformed. One lady in particular comes in looking frail and troubled, she sings some of the songs with us and by the end of the hour and a half she is smiling and talking a little. Makes it all very worthwhile.