Dreaming, I'm always dreaming...........

It was much too wet for J to go out on his motorbike this morning, so he dropped me at the gym. I haven't seen Des for over a week, but he was in top form today. He is still going to talking, er, I mean walking football, and he said he had missed scoring two goals this week.  Trying to make him feel better, I said, well it's only a bit of fun, so don't take it so seriously. I forgot how fragile (some) men's ego's can be, and he said, but I am a bit competitive , in other words he felt a bit of a plonker. Ah well, there's always next week!  I had arranged to meet J at Aldi, afterwards, as he was  running rather low on liquid refreshment, so I only took this one photo, on my way over to meet him. I know I have done this boutique hotel a few times before, but I just think it's a lovely old building, tastefully restored.Well that's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it:-)