Head to Head

Poppy and George were having a buggy race in the garden, I suspect George would have won if he had managed to stay on his feet...

Alf and I went to Southend this morning to pick up some furniture, that was exciting (NOT). The rest of the day has been much quieter. Egg selling, grass cutting, sitting about, eating, drinking. I was going to blip something from Duxford Airshow (they fly over the village) alas the wind must have been blowing the wrong way as although we could hear a lot, there was nothing to see.