Graduation.

A good morning at the gym, although Mike, who I haven't seen for ages, had a nasty fall off the treadmill last week. He had one of his "funny " turns, and he doesn't remember anything until he was sitting in the cafe. He showed me a nasty bruise on his tummy, and an even nastier one on his leg. He was going to ask if he could see the CCTV images and maybe find out exactly what happened. I came straight home, had a coffee, and then we went down to the DIY shop in Aberkenfig, as J wanted to get the compost ready for his runner beans. I took this while I was waiting for him to load the car.