Hoovering

Further stage in my pool maintenance training today was hoovering, as one of our friends described it, Jacques Cousteau style. Fun, tiring and satisfying in fairly equal measure and apparently I passed. One day I might be let loose with the chemicals.

Awoke to some sad news from a friend who has lost her sister far, far too young. A heartbreaking reminder of the fragility and uncertainty of this thing we call life. Am too far away to offer more than text message comfort, and I know she is in the solid embrace of a close family but she has been on my mind all day.

Tonight we are out in town for dinner and I shall raise a glass to them both and to cherishing life.

Lesley x