The Working Men's Club

... a legacy of another age, in more ways than one!

My brother arrived from the US early this morning.  In fact when we came downstairs he was sitting reading on the settee (I had come down earlier to unlock the door).

A family lunch at home with my other brother and then a late afternoon walk.  Unfortunately the rain came down as we reached our highest point so we cut it short and came back via the road,  blipless at as this stage, I settled for the WMC  - a grey building on a grey day!