Solitude
Meal for one It was Solitude Saturday for me. And I didn't mind at all. In fact I rather enjoyed it. Solitude can soothe or boost the human spirit. At least, that's how it seems to me. Shirley Pudding took a train down to London yesterday afternoon to assist our Ian with little Zachary over the weekend. His mama is away in southern France with her parents and siblings to attend the wedding of a family friend. I know that Ian could have managed perfectly well but having Zach's grandmother in the house means he can share the caring. Today, I didn't speak to another person until I phoned my daughter Frances at 9.30pm about tomorrow's Sunday dinner arrangements. It was such a peaceful day. I changed two light bulbs in the downstairs shower room, had a bacon and egg sandwich for lunch and then went out into the garden where I trimmed back a vigorous laurel bush and then continued with the walling I began on Thursday. Earlier in the week, the neighbourhood Faceb...