Saturday 8 January 2011: At the crossroads
I went for a wander to the postbox with my letter to the taxman and strolled back through the village. The wet road is testament to the fact it was lashing down early this morning but the sun appeared in a lovely blue sky with fluffy little white clouds - and it was warmer - almost Springlike. I don't actually live in this village but one of the pubs is our local. We will be there this evening for a drink and a gossip. I love Saturday.
Hope yours is a good one.