Whoops!

We set off on a walk this morning but only got as far as friends who were busy turning out the garage.  J was about to head off to the tip with wood he thought would come in handy when he and his wife moved house back in the eighties.  They've move four times since then.  We ended up walking around the block instead.  I was going to say we walked through the woods, which we did, but decided there was too much wood involved.

They paid us a return visit this afternoon for tea and hot cross buns.

This was a picture I found many years ago when clearing out mum's house and was probably taken at Biggin Hill when dad was in the RAF during the war.  I expect I could check it out on t'internet.  I found it mildly amusing.