Rodborough hill, from the Nailsworth valley

Me and the white dog and my visiting friend muddled through today. The weather finally cleared and we went out for a short walk. The dog's manners and obedience are excellent now.

Everything in the back garden has been blown around by gale-force winds.Inside the house, I did, however, manage to order our late father's Mexican birth(!) and death certificates, at eye-watering cost, and our mother seems to have found a potentially helpful solicitor. This is progress!

Here's the view from the landing window. I forgot to take my phone on the walk! It's a day for doing what we can. Thus far and no further.