Saturday: St Bridget’s

I walked down to the small market which takes place on the first Saturday of every month specifically to buy some pies.  So imagine my disappointment when the pie-man wasn’t there today.  At least it enabled me to get a blip of St Bridget’s.

We drove to Stroud late afternoon to spent the evening with Cousin J.  He’s going through a tough time so we’re trying to do what we can to help.  We had a nice evening with a Chinese takeaway.