A rose has to die, every time you tell a lie......

A great time in the gym this morning, although no sign of Mike. Vic, a relative newcomer,  who  has only lived here for about eighteen months, (a Londoner) was telling me that he is thinking of going back  as he is lonely. It's a long story, and although he has a daughter living locally, he  says that when he goes home from the gym, he doesn't see anyone until the next day.  I walked up to Open Church, and had a cuppa. Kevin & his wife are  in Zambia at the moment The have raised money for a school to be built in Monza, in memory of their son, who died of cancer when he was only thirteen. I did take some photos around town,  but when I got home I saw that one red rose had opened in our garden. I decided to blip it as the forecast for tomorrow is for very heavy rain, so it will be past it's best by tomorrow.It's a shame that Bridgend is in the news at the moment, for all the wrong reasons, as the Ford plant will be closing next year. Sad news for the area.