Windmills of your mind.

After I had been to the gym, I went to the library to have a quick look at the paper, and I saw Roy, the elderly gent from church. He said, what did you think of that Irish guy we saw last Thursday, and didn't he talk  a load of rubbish. I laughed , as it was exactly what i had thought. I said, what are we going to do if he is there this week,so  we have decided we will go for a coffee elsewhere. Not sure if that is the answer though, so we will have to play it by ear. J was outside waiting for me, and we drove straight down to Ogmore-by-sea, which is where I took this blip. We couldn't stay out for long, as a friend was calling this afternoon, for J to change a tyre on his  bicycle. He gave J some beers, and a bottle of Rioja for me. He can call again!