Happy Easter Day to everyone.
There is a tiny sliver of blue sky as I draw back the blinds this morning -I hope this is augurs well for a better day than the pouring wet one we had yesterday.
Once one is retired all days are the same unless one is a churchgoer (which I am not being a Humanist) and yet somehow Sunday mornings are just that little bit different. A bit of a special breakfast (quick-fried pancetta slices on wholemeal bread for me this morning, followed by a banana) is followed by a couple of mugs of coffee and a half hour read of yesterday's Guardian magazine.
Now, sitting in my computer room and writing this, still in my dressing gown and in no hurry to have my shower. It is out to the Golf Club with friends for lunch and Tess has not even raised her head from sleeping position in her bed, so there does not seem to be any hurry for anything.
Did anyone watch the twenty minute film on BBC1 on Friday night - 'The Silent Child'? It was, I believe, nominated for an Oscar . It was the most beautiful but heart-rending portrayal of a small girl who is totally unable to hear. I watched it with tears pouring down my cheeks from beginning to end.
On a more cheerful note - it is April - it is officially Spring - the daffodils are not out here but they are well in bud - there are at last lambs in the fields with their mums up here in the Dales -
what's not to like? Have a good day.