The Restorative Cuppa

If there was to be any advantage to a pigeon relieving itself on the top of His Lordship's hat yesterday afternoon, it was to believe it was an omen of good luck.

If so, we are feeling short changed this morning after failing on two counts to collect promised orders from different shops. Still, the exercise was probably good for our souls as we trudged hither and thither amongst shoals of primary school children running like so many demented hamsters round and round the Meadows in what I think is a means of raising money for Red Nose Day. I imagine it is a wonderful way for them to get out of the classroom for the morning and have a bus journey thrown in for good measure.

A restorative cup of coffee provided solace for HL and a blip for me. I appreciate the smell of coffee and the look of it, but not the taste. It's such a pity. A cup of hot chocolate does not have the same sophisticated look, especially if it has floating marshmallows with a dollop of cream on top.
Fear not, this Lady did not submit to such temptation, she has her shrinking figure to consider.