A few quiet minutes to watch the birds feeding

Mum and I had a lovely afternoon yesterday. We both had our hair cut at the sports centre salon in Barnsley where R was her usual cheerful self.   We followed that with a trip to a local shoe shop (a very old fashioned - which mum loved) where a very nice young man served us and where we bought some more suitable indoor shoes and slippers.  She clearly felt she'd had a lovely day too.

A follow-up phone call from the hospital and then a few minutes topping up the bird feeders and watching the crowds descend.  The minute that we walk out onto the grass the female pheasants are out demanding there hand-full of corn - so they were rewarded too.