Just eaten two thickly buttered crumpets with butter seeping into each hole for my tea. Well, it is a 'crumpet day'- after yesterday, when the sun shone all day and it was quite warm, today the temperature when I came back from town was eight degrees, there is a biting wind and there is no sign at all of the sun. That's my excuse and I am sticking to it.
After returning from the hairdresser, taking Tess round the block and cooking some lunch for myself, I decided to nip into town and do some last minute shopping to save trailing around in the morning. My God-daughter is coming for the week end and I intend to make an Irish Stew in my slow cooker tomorrow afternoon when I return from lunch out. These days I find it so very tiring going round food shops and carrying stuff back to my car. My 'big' shop on Tuesdays is always aided by a nice young man who pushes my trolley across from the shop to my car and unloads the stuff into my boot. I do find people are really very helpful.
Isn't it wonderful news about Dina Asher-Smith becoming our first world champion sprinter? The work, the dedication, the joy of winning after all that - it showed on her face as she crossed the finishing line. And her mother was so proud of her. I do so admire anyone who puts that amount of dedication and perseverance into what they are doing.
All blinds are drawn, central heating is on, I am all shut up for the night and it is only seven o'clock - how very quickly Autumn has descended this year somehow, hasn't it?