Eternal

When I came round the corner on the morning walk I felt there was something rather eternal about this shot of a figure standing central in the path with her long fair hair tumbling down her shoulders.  It was actually my neighbour Sophie from the farm checking her iPhone.  

Another squally day but the sun did come out sometimes.  Kris came back to look at the paint job that he did that didn’t take over the new damp proofing.  V was away and asked me what he said but I had to confess I didn’t understand so I stopped listening.  

Realised with a panic that the RTS jury I am on next week has 48 programmes to judge, not whole programmes but STILL.  And I am on the editing jury which is notoriously hard to judge out of context.  

So that gave me quite a lot to do.  Did some Vinted posting, on the site and then in the mail. 

Quite evening as V in London hosting a fundraising dinner for the school.  He missed the last through train home and, it was Replacement bus service after that so he decided to stay up.  I found him a Premier Inn near Waterloo after he hopefully tried Kettners and Dean St Townhouse.