Not the Dordogne

Back at work today, of sorts. I’m doing flexi-furlough through August so spent the morning catching up with staff and trustees and getting my head round the various risk assessments and Covid action plans. Way to burst the holiday bubble.

Thankfully I was rescued by Lucy and the kids this afternoon who were visiting her aunts house near Berriew. A lovely real-life catch up, a picnic in the sunshine and a splash in the river.

I’ve commandeered my dad’s old GoPro after seeing the Bullis one in the Dordogne and plotting all the fun I could have with one. Now I want to start saving for a newer version.

Deep clean of the office planned for tomorrow. Joy.