And so here we are, at the last day of this second lockdown. I was under the impression that the lockdown was for 4 weeks, so it feels a day premature to be ending it tonight, but there we go. I wasn’t consulted.
Today the sun shone and we saw blue sky for the first time in ages. Which felt like the perfect time to ditch the jobs and go for a walk. So we did – we went out to Dundas, one of the two impressive aqueducts on the Kennet and Avon Canal, with our flasks and buns, and went for a walk.
The jobs were still here when we got back, so that’s what happened in the afternoon. I cleaned out the hens, made some phone calls, sent some emails, tidied and cleaned, started some bread to bake tomorrow.
To be rewarded at the end of the afternoon with an international phone catch-up. Got to find out all about that latest Danish not-great-nephew! Number 7 for a lucky mormor.
the magic jug 