I returned from my usual Sunday lunch out to find that my gardener had been and mowed my lawn - it was really long and ready for doing but keeping it that bit longer does keep it healthier. A friend's daughter called an hour before I went out for lunch and asked if they could take Tess for a walk with their dog, Meg, so Tess had a day out too and came back half an hour after I did. Since then she has slept in her basket and has not attempted to eat her tea so I think they have worn her out. I must say she is such a trusting dog that she would go off with anybody who invited her to do so. She would sell her soul for a walk.
Lunch out with three friends as usual - it makes such a pleasant Sunday rather than a lonely one. We always go to the same place and almost always we have Salmon Florentine (salmon steak on a bed of spinach) with Hollandaise Sauce. I am becoming a creature of habit - something I thought would never happen.
There is a busy week lined up for the coming week with Strugglers on Tuesday (followed by lunch out), our Poetry meeting on Wednesday and my usual hair appointments on Thursday and then back to our lunch out on Friday. The days whizz by in a flash as do the weeks. At least I can't complain that time drags.