Number147

By Number147

Tuesday

We made the most of a beautiful day and went up on the hill.

Florence sat under my favourite tree whilst Clive, Hetty and I went for a walk.

There was plenty for Florence to watch with a hang glider nearby and a group of men flying remote control planes. 

I think we've worn her out because she went straight to bed after lunch.

More flowers arrived for her today. I think something has been delivered almost every day since we returned from London.

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