The Bells

Wednesday evenings in my village the church bell ringers put their campanology skills to the test with a couple of hours' practice.

Over the last few weeks that I've been home on a Wednesday evening the wedding chorus was a pleasant sound as I sat at my desk. "How lovely to live in an English village," I thought.

By contrast this evening the bell ringing is rather monotonous and driving me slightly mad! "Somebody make it stop!!!" I popped into the village shop and the shop owner observed perhaps they'll improve with practice! I hope so.

Not feeling too hot the past few days with a bit of a stomach bug / food poisoning thing so hoping to feel better tomorrow. Starving myself and drinking mint tea and hoping that solves it. Too busy to be ill! Argh!!!