Perfect weekends

Suitable Music


It has been one of those perfect weekends. We pottered about the garden on Saturday day time, then in the evening three of the nicest people I know rocked up to stay over. We went and called on another lovely person, then drank Cider in pub gardens and played pool until closing time.

Remarkably we all escaped hangovers, and strolled down North Street for brunch in The Lounge, a bimble around the tobacco factory Sunday market, followed by a stroll to the garden centre.

Once the troops were safely packed off in their cars we lolled about in the garden, soaking up the sun, and I snapped this picture of by glamorous assistant, which he kindly let me blip.