Haring Off

Down to Longframlington where my mum, brother and niece were, for a wee mother's mothers' day mothering Sunday lunch. Rather good it was too. Wander off down Joss and Sam's field with the pup afterwards, a hare taking flight as we made our way back up to the house.

Such was Sunday.

Decisions now to be made, and starting to get nervous about some stuff I have to do on Tuesday. Let's see what the next 48 hours bring.

Pondering my blip backup. Strange silence on all of the rumours circulating. Time will tell.