Cancelled

Yesterday's optimism was shattered this morning when an email arrived with the news that Warwick Folk Festival has been cancelled postponed until July next year. Sigh.
No doubt a very difficult decision, and almost certainly the right one under the circumstances, but very sad all the same.

MrM and I seemed to lose purpose this morning, but plans for the future are evolving, slowly...

A call from Denny this afternoon, bemoaning the loss of the festival. We somehow got round to discussing gardening and delinquent blackbirds. I put the phone down, went in to the living room, and much to my horror, came eye to eye with a large male blackbird, perched on top of the sofa. He'd obviously been there a while, and left his mark all over the place (how can one bird hold so much poo?!), not to mention knocking over a vase, and a lamp. Luckily, it didn't take too long to persuade him to leave through the window. He'd done no lasting damage, but it took a while to clean up!

Thank goodness for the early-evening yoga session. And relax...