Monday Again

They certainly come round fairly regularly, I’m thankful I don’t work for a living anymore, having to leave the weekend behind for another week.

Of course I do sort of go to work on a Monday afternoon, unpaid at the Bookshop, but volunteering doesn’t feel like ‘real’ work, and I popped out mid-afternoon to take a book to the post office and see Ann in Nero.

As I wandered back home I took myself into the Rother Street gardens which I’ve mentioned, and blipped before. I was looking for signs of autumn and quite liked this one showing the leaves beginning to turn with the red wall in the background.