In A Quirk Of Good Timing...

Drove back to Dad's from the hotel in Windsor this morning and a quick trip into Banbury to see about getting my phone fixed that I broke last week. I had the option of paying £72 now or waiting until Friday when in a quirk of good timing my contract is up for renewal and I can get a new one for free....guess which option I chose?

The boys and Dad and I went and refreshed the flowers on Mum's grave and I loved this sweep of mini wild cyclamen on the lane up to the church.