A whole lot cooler here this morning and a stiffish breeze blowing in from the West, but sunny and a lot more pleasant. After a much better night sleep-wise I got up at my usual time of a quarter to seven and have just had my weetabix and fruit. Tess has retired to her basket in the sitting room and settled down for another sleep.
Sundays are a predictable day for me with lunch out at our local Golf Club (only three of us today) so at least I don;t have to ponder over what's for lunch. (it will be salmon florentine).
My son came round last evening with his banjo and a whole lot of music for banjo and ukulele. I was too tired to really do it justice so he has left it for me to practise. Changes up to speed - and of unfamiliar chords - need practice to make perfect so hopefully I can manage them.
That's my day so far. If anything more exciting emerges I will be back.