Thursday, July 09, 2009
A spark of life
So, a little spark of life flickered this morning.
Hooray!
We got up late - bless-ed sleep for as long as possible.
The weather looked reasonable, which helped.
We had planned a trip to Dorking before the week was out. An item of my stock was needed as a gift and I had forgotten it on Monday.
We spent longer at the shop than planned - of course.
So much chatting to be done with people we see less often.
And a bit of money to pick up.
I started to feel tired and queasy by the time we left.
The afternoon passed without achieving a great deal.
There was a little dozing.
But there are more pictures on the blog of us enjoying the beach and restaurant in Krabi with the 4 J's.
Scroll down to find them.
This evening we watched Le Tour de France with baited breath - was old favourite David Millar going to win the stage and by enough to be in the yellow jersey?
By the time the riders sped into a very wet Barcelona, sadly the answer was no, David Millar was swallowed up by the bunch.
Tomorrow they are off to Andorra - so many years since we explored that little world. We were last there in 1968.
Hooray!
We got up late - bless-ed sleep for as long as possible.
The weather looked reasonable, which helped.
We had planned a trip to Dorking before the week was out. An item of my stock was needed as a gift and I had forgotten it on Monday.
We spent longer at the shop than planned - of course.
So much chatting to be done with people we see less often.
And a bit of money to pick up.
I started to feel tired and queasy by the time we left.
The afternoon passed without achieving a great deal.
There was a little dozing.
But there are more pictures on the blog of us enjoying the beach and restaurant in Krabi with the 4 J's.
Scroll down to find them.
This evening we watched Le Tour de France with baited breath - was old favourite David Millar going to win the stage and by enough to be in the yellow jersey?
By the time the riders sped into a very wet Barcelona, sadly the answer was no, David Millar was swallowed up by the bunch.
Tomorrow they are off to Andorra - so many years since we explored that little world. We were last there in 1968.
