Day dreaming just after lunch I heard an odd sound. After a few seconds I identified it as my gardener using the strimmer round the edge of my front lawn. Being on quite a steep slope it is well-drained so was really relatively dry. He then set to work on weeding the back rockery and I went out to help him where I could reach without falling over. It looks a lot better after his couple of hours. And the sun on my back as we worked was welcome.
Now, a couple of hours later, it is pouring with rain again and the central heating is on. Will it never end?
Reading Rachel's post today makes me realise just how much there is going on in the world at the moment. It is not just Brexit that is in turmoil, it seems to be everything - so much so that I really don't feel at my age I can be bothered with any of it. Is this wrong? I have always considered myself to be well - informed on matters political and on world affairs (my first husband was politically minded) but the farmer never raised his head above the farming balcony so to speak. So over the years I have followed suit and now (at 86) I am too set in stone to be bothered. Is this wrong of me? I shall of course vote if and when there is an election (every woman in the land should do that after the hard fight for women to get the vote in the first place) but other than that I shall keep my head buried in the sand. Should I wake up and make myself take an interest again? Am I wrong to concentrate my thoughts on my garden, my lunches out, my friends, my son and my great grand-children? Serious answers please before I begin to feel guilty.