Give me shelter.

It was too wet for J to go out on his motorcycle this morning, so he dropped me down the gym. It was so different from last week,as I didn't see anyone I knew. It was still raining when J met me, so I asked him,( nicely of course) to take me to Porthcawl, because   I thought an inside blip would be the order of the day, and he hasn't been inside the museum. By the time we got there, the sun did come out, and   he was as impressed as I was, so I was glad we went back today. The Anderson shelter was way before my time, yes, honestly. I'm not sure they would have offered much protection, if a bomb had been drooped, but it was all they had. See my extras.