No posts over the week-end; my God-daughter has been here since Saturday lunchtime and we have had a lovely relaxed 'girlie' week-end. I have enjoyed it tremendously - sad to say goodbye to her this morning very early as she drove back through Wensleydale to be at work on time.
At the moment everywhere is so wet that it is always a worry having to drive through Wensleydale in case the River Ure is over and the roads are flooded.
Today, after a wet start, it has cleared considerably and apart from a few showers it has been cloudy and sunny at intervals.
This morning the first happening was that the lady who cleans for me found that there is a damp patch on the corner of my bedroom. I have rung somebody who I think might be able to deal with it, so am now waiting for him to contact me.
Then it was off to Book Group to discuss 'The Diary of a Bookseller' a lovely, funny book which we all enjoyed tremendously. This afternoon was spent reading The Times and doing the Mind Games, walking the dog and having a doze. During the week-end I tripped up and fell into the hall from the kitchen (I have fallen in exactly the same place before) -throwing a full cup of tea up the wall. Luckily I like my tea weak and take neither sugar nor milk so my God daughter managed to remove the stains and today it is impossible to see where the accident happened. But it did shake me up somewhat and I am finding it rather painful to walk. Still Tess had to be walked three times and together we managed it, albeit slowly. I did read an article in The Times last week which recommended we walk at least once a day with our dog with the dog's wishes in mind - in other words a slow walk allowing maximum sniffing, weeing and investigations - which a dog would do if taking itself for the walk.
Well that suits me fine.