It was our Poetry afternoon. Nine of us read our favourite poetry in the lovely warm conservatory at friend W's - the sun shining in and totally sheltered from the icy wind outside. As usual a good selection of Poetry of all kinds - nobody chose the same poem (this does sometimes happen) and there were nice discussions after each, and lots of laughter. What a lovely afternoon.
Then it was home to get the tea and then a chat to a friend who I have not seen for around 40 years. Can you think of a nicer day
because I certainly can't.
I am trying to avoid the News as much as possible because I am totally sick of electioneering, false promises, media hype and all the rest. But I do want to know how the rescue operation is getting on in a desperate Nepal; it does seem as though some aid is at last getting there. The people must have almost given up hope.