Clump of Cyclamen

Dreich. All day, Basil and I didn't get out for a walk. He's been attentive today because Len has been away for a scan in London. That entailed waking at 6 am and being on the road by 7. Even so, he just about got to Marylebone in time.

I got myself up and washed and dressed in short order. I can do it when I try. And then it rained, and rained, and rained some more.

The pink rinse in my hair has washed out, even though I used the product again. I must have rinsed it too much.

RPS Volunteer meeting this morning outlining plans for the RPS next year. They look interesting. A much greater emphasis on training for the website and events booking. I must be sure to peruse the online manuals. But no f2f meetings were mentioned. Broadcasts will be replaced by something else.

I'd wanted to photograph something else today but an essential piece of equipment was not charged. It's on charge now but won't be ready until tomorrow. So today's offering is a tatty clump of white cyclamen growing in the front border. Won't be long before they've entirely faded.

I was extremely grateful to Steve who came both days this weekend to tidy the garden.