Clucking’ Shattered!

I decided to walk to the Trafford Centre. It took about 80 minutes to get there, but it was a nice walk. By the time I was heading back the ‘nice walk’ became a bit of a trek.

I saw Katherine as I arrived home…she is on a visit here from Hungary and we sat in her garden and had a lovely catch up over a cuppa whilst the chickens pecked around us. I was going to rest my aching legs but Amina called round and I decided to walk back with her so I could see her new house. I bumped into Pat on the way home so had a quick cuppa with her.

Now I’m fit for nothing.