Well I am writing this blog Sunday evening,
so I sure know how this little fella feels!
Monday morning, and a new group of lovely Clarity friends will be piling into the rugby club at Crowborough!
I’m really looking forward to the next 4 days.
After a busy, enjoyable TV show with Martyn, I spent far too long stuck in traffic, trying to get to my parents for lunch.
The accidents on both the M11 and the M25 were horrendous, so lunch became very insignificant;
the tailbacks distressing, but oh! Those poor people!
By the time I finally got home in the evening, I was done for.
“Let’s go for a walk,” said Dave.
“Good idea,” said I.
So we headed for the old disused railway track.
(no hills, no people, no cars!)
Peace. No noise. It was like a timeless place.
Evening sun, long shadows...
and we walked for miles.
All the action, the upset, the chaos of the day
was a million miles away.
And then Dave emailed these photos to my Ipad, and added,
“wrap your blog around these pictures this evening.
They’ll like it, and you can relax.”
So I did.