The field behind my bungalow has been whole cropped again this week and today it got its obligatory dressing of manure, courtesy of the Dairy herd it is destined to feed over the Winter months. You can imagine - there is a good, healthy smell outside (and inside too if I forget and leave the patio door open).
This morning was our Book Group meeting and as it was at M's it was within walking distance of my bungalow. The book we have read this month is 'The Salt Path' by Raynor Winn. I can thoroughly recommend it - a non-fiction book about a couple made homeless who decide to walk the coastal path wild camping. It is full of interesting little episodes and well worth a read.
It is very windy here today so I decided to change the sheets and duvet cover on my bed. The lady who cleans for me comes on a Monday so she could help me to remake the bed with fresh sheets (I look forward to bed tonight between clean, sweet smelling sheets - if I could have someone make the bed I would have clean sheets every day like the Queen (I assume). When I came back from Book Group I got ready to iron them - and my ironing board broke. As I have had it at least fifty years it certainly doesn't owe me anything. My son has promised to take it to the tip tomorrow for me and then take me to buy a new one as he will easily get them into his car - I certainly can't get them in my Corsa. I shall be sad to say good-bye to my ironing board as it is an old faithful friend - but my Grandchildren fall about laughing at it as it is so 'old fashioned.' (as is ironing to so many people - but not me; I even iron the dusters).
Television is totally dominated by Wimbledon at present - hard luck if you don't care for tennis - but a good opportunity to read book group's next book - 'The Good Immigrant.'
Big day tomorrow - it will be my 3,500th post.