Peachy

I’m always dubious of buying peaches in the U.K. these days.
Don’t taste anything like the ones l remember sixty years ago.
Don’t taste anything like the ones I have eaten in Italy.
So l was apprehensive about buying these at the weekend but after taking my first bite l can report they are everything l remember : sweet and the juice running down my chin.

Our last group rehearsal today , pleased to say it went well. We now meet as a whole cast at the theatre tomorrow, Friday and of course Saturday.

Afterwards l got the train to meet B in Ilkley to have a pizza and a catch up.