Fine Dining.

Monday's gym session has to be timed like a military operation. I have to be there before  10 o' clock, for J to pick up our g/daughter and drop her off to catch the 11 o' clock train , and then pick me up from the gym. It all went to plan, and I had a quick walk around the fields to look for a blip, but there was nothing doing. We got home and had a light lunch, and J got the sewing machine out, to sew the elastic into his goggles. He is now a very happy chappy! This afternoon, I made myself a mug of tea,  in my Robin mug, and sat out the garden.   A minute later, and who should sit on the fence , yes, it was a robin. Just perfect timing, so he has to be my blip for today.