First of all to address the irritating problem of my e mails. Several of you send me regular e mails, which I do appreciate. I love to get them and to answer them. But at the moment this is impossible. Some weeks ago I was put on an updated e mail system which BT said would be much better. I am yet to be convinced of this. My latest thing is that there is not 'send' coming up at the bottom so that when I finish writing I suddenly realise I can't send it so it languishes in my save box waiting until suddenly (I hope) I can send them again. Trying to bypass this by clicking on 'reply' makes no difference at all - there is still no method I can see of actually sending my e mail anywhere. Anyone any ideas as to what I can do please?
Next to today's jollifications. Our old friend Winn (real name Lavinia) is ninety-eight years young today and twelve of us went down to Tennant s cafe for breakfast at ten o'clock. And did she enjoy it. She had bacon, egg, fried bread and a pot of tea (we all had a different combination). Everyone brought her a birthday card and after our feast we sang Happy Birthday to You and she joined in loudly, substituting 'me' for 'you'. We had our photograph taken standing at the foot of the staircase - if I get a copy I will add it to this post. It really was a lovely occasion and she enjoyed every moment. I found myself close to tears several times (one of the hazards of getting old I'm afraid) but they were tears of joy not sadness.
The rain is still falling but not as heavy and the sky is lightening - if only the sun would emerge for five minutes we would all feel better for it.