Cloudy Monday

Russet and I took a circular walk around the outskirts of the village this morning, and all the sheep we saw were lying down. Perhaps they were not thrilled with the weather either!
One member of our family not well, one having an operation (on a broken collar bone, sustained while skiing),  meant plenty of  messages flying back and forth! We also had a few nuisance, or rubbish calls, and when the phone rang again this afternoon I picked it up with a rather curt "Hello".

"Hello Granny," said B, just home from her school in London, "Can we come for Easter? Are you free?"
No prizes for guessing my reply!