More tulips

I was a bit tired after my long walk yesterday and reading till 1 am to finish Gill’s book so that I could return it today.

She walked over from Thropton and brought my books back plus a new one for me by Kate Morton, a writer I’m not familiar with. She sat on the opposite side of the terrace and we enjoyed chatting in the sun. The weekend motorbikes are back. The guidelines haven’t changed but because the govt is making obscure hints without coming clean with its plans people are making their own minds up. Chaos.

Wor Jack was 85 yesterday. It was 25 years ago when I saw him taking his Mam and Auntie out to the fish restaurant in Amble. Not a hint of the Leeds hard man with them!