How quickly Friday comes around. As I am sure you know by now, I love my Friday mornings because I meet friends and we have a good chat. Eight of us this morning - E back from her travels here there and everywhere, the rest of us turning up as usual.
We have now been going to the same cafe for so long that the waitresses know exactly what our orders will be. We sit there for about an hour and a half and then toddle off to wherever we are going next. In the case of friend W and I it is out to lunch - a new place this week to try - The Bolton Arms in the pretty village of Redmire.
I am rather ashamed to say, in spite of having been stopped driving because of a couple of minor TIA's I opted for sausage, egg and chips - a combination I have not had for years. It was delicious - I am weak and couldn't resist it.
Since coming home I have cleaned out two cupboards and packed the contents into boxes and labelled them - each time I fill a box I feel a sense of satisfaction and a little bit nearer moving. I wish a good fairy would wave a magic wand and allow me to awake in three weeks time when it is all over.