A Rose for September...

Not to be confused with ‘A Rose for Winter’ by Laurie Lee (a very good book, by the way!).

Too zonked to go into Bath today so instead read, and watched the rugby (that shows just how tired I was!).

(Thank you for all your kind words of support yesterday. After thinking things over, I’ve decided to protect my journal for the time being. Sadly it’s become obvious that I can’t trust the person in question to respect my request for privacy. Hey ho, onwards and upwards...)