Sunny Sunday

Ladybird, ladybird,"
BY MOTHER GOOSE

Ladybird, ladybird,
Fly away home,
Your house is on fire
And your children all gone;
All except one
And that's little Ann,
And she has crept under
The warming pan.

(Source: The Dorling Kindersley Book of Nursery Rhymes (2000))

Good day, spent all day at home apart from when I took lili out for a walk where I saw this ladybird.

Telephone call from pa-in-laws home to say he had had a fall - out in the garden (having a cigarette) when he stumbled and fell to the floor, another resident tried to help and fell as well. Paramedics called and checked them over. He has a graze to his arm, bump to his head so on hourly checks but ok - thankfully no hospital admission.

Lovely roast dinner, feet up for a relaxing evening. Why does Monday come round so quick!

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