The day has gone.
And just like that ……
I went to bed for an hour not long after midday and woke at 5 pm.
Everything was dark save for my sister’s fairy lights above the patio which twinkle away quite merrily, the back of the cottage now feels warm and loved.
I’m on nights again
Until Sunday
The dogs and I have walked around the village and all is quiet.
The Community Association is organising a post lockdown meal at the Crown in March and I received the email today inviting me to go.
Dorothy H ‘s old bungalow has sold on London Road.
The huge trees surrounding The Rectory have been pruned by a tree surgeon and their silhouettes are stumpy against the night sky.
Oh and someone out of Trelawnyd placed a rare set of plates with prints of the village houses on them on the village Facebook page for sale which I endeavoured to buy for the Hall to display but they had already sold which was a bummer.
I messaged Affable Despot Jason asking him if he wants to go to the comedy club night at Theatre Clwyd and have arranged to meet up with Chic Eleanor and friends for a dinner party in between shifts.
Albert has had his wormer and will be soon killing baby rabbits to eat from the Churchyard Warren and Dorothy fell asleep, sitting up by my side earlier, happy that her bottom was touching my thigh
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