Miracles everywhere

I schlepped of early this afternoon which gave me the chance to meet up with Beryl for a 'pensioners swim'.

So called , only by me may I add, because there's only a handful of pensioners in the pool, gently ploughing back and forth having a wee bit of exercise before the apres work crowd arrive.

Actually I suppose we fitted right in - if you see what I mean.

Then a stroll home through the National Gallery grounds before imbibing in a Friday night G&T.


Have a lovely weekend Blippers!