News of that in the coming days.
Another dull grey day, light winds, but with nothing really to do, and with a huge backlog of shots to edit, there wasn't much pressure from my brain or photographic desire, so other than some hunting and gathering, we would do little. After the first coffee, off to Whitfield, now broad daylight again thanks to the clocks going back last week. And run round getting stuff for Jools to eat while I'm away, then back home to drop the baggage off before going back out to the car hire office on Townwall Street to pick up a car for the forthcoming week.
Lots of extra paperwork to fill in, then given the electronic key for a tiny Hyundai hybrid.
It struggled to get up Jubilee Way, at least accelerating up the 1:5 hill from 30mph.
We will have fun next week.
Back home for breakfast and put the shopping away, put the radio on and then.
Nothing.
We listen to the radio through the morning, have sausage and bacon buttes for lunch, munching away as the first footy games kicked off.
I watched the Championship game while editing shots, then sat on the sofa with Scully to listen to Radio 5 and watch the videoprinter on the BBC red button.
Norwich played well, despite a minor injury crisis, which deepened as the match went on. City took a 1-0 leave with a worldy, but lack of depth off the bench allowed Cardiff to score two late goals.
Sigh.
Then get ready before going out. Picking up Sean and Ange before coming back to St Maggies to The Smugglers where we had a table booked.
A table of six young ladies were shrieking with laughter at stories being shared, we sat and chatted, looked a the menu before ordering (for Sean and I) ribs.The main course was splendid, so much so we also ordered a cheeseboard each.
Too much food, another tiny morsel and I would have popped.
So, we paid and left, dropping Sean and Ange off back in town, before coming back home, as the last dregs of garden fireworks fizzed and popped in the jet black sky.
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