Blankie

Finished Emme’s blankie.

It’s so basic I need to move on to something more taxing.

At a funeral at 1000am of a guy from Blackford who was a year younger than me. Died of cancer. His mum and dad were good friends with my mum and dad. I called her Aunty Mary.

Down to Nero for a late breakfast and had a nice chat with a couple the same age roughly as us at the next table.

Ben was off school ill so took him some lunch and got a steak pie at the butchers for their tea.