It was our Poetry Group afternoon - one of my favourite afternoons of the month. It is just so peaceful - around ten of us meeting, reading out our favourite choices for the day and often just a bit of discussion afterwards. Today was just a bit sad as one of our band is leaving and going to live in Brighton - we shall be so sorry to say goodbye to her.
Friend S took Tess for a lovely long walk at the same time so Tess has come back hungry and tired out and I don't have to feel guilty at leaving her all afternoon.
Now, at precisely ten minutes to seven, it is almost dark outside and I have drawn the curtains against the night.
Now that I know moving date is getting nearer I am, if it is possible, more restless and worked up about it all than I was. I am making lists and will shortly need to see the lady with whom I am swopping houses to iron out a few queries. For example, as friend W said today, I have no idea how to work the gas central heating boiler or the electric oven. Apparently the lady has brochures of instructions for both but has packed them. So, as W suggests, I need to write the instructions out in my own words (of no more than two syllables!)
I shall now go and sit down and have a peaceful evening I hope. Sleep well. See you tomorrow.