At the end of the day

there's always something to be thankful for.  Just some days it's harder to work out what that something is!

A beautiful spring-like day.  Wall to wall sunshine and blue sky, flowers bursting forth in the garden, birds singing ...... and we all felt pretty rubbish :-(  The girls have their ongoing problems, Jacinta is still recovering from the prolonged, stop-go-stop, achy virus that's doing the rounds and I'm just kn*****d.  (Maybe I over-did it with the digging yesterday!)  We made it to Cley for a late lunch at the Wildlife Trust visitor centre but I was the only one who felt like a walk so I was out-voted.  In truth Ruth had done well just to get out of the house.  On the way back we drove past Sheringham station at just the right time, making a short stop to smell the steam .... actually it's the hot oil that smells .... even Ruth got onto the platform to take pictures :-)

Home for pancakes, sweet and savoury, then a game altogether and so to the days end.