Wet, wet and more wet…

I’d made a right decision to take my car this afternoon. It bucketed down both on my way to and way home from Women’s Fellowship.

A very interesting afternoon. I’d invited a friend to share all that happens to our pre-loved goods that we take to a charity shop. She volunteers at our local St Christopher’s shop. St Christopher’s Hospice gave excellent care to her husband during his illness and also to her during and after his illness. She wanted to give something back to thank them. Everything that is brought to the shop is accepted but a lot of sorting then happens. Apparently it’s quite an eye opener. I took note.