We Went to the Bookshop

TM arrived home this morning, and suggested going out for lunch. It wasn't shaping up to be a day for outdoors, so we headed to St Boswells, to our favourite bookshop, which also does good food.

It was mobbed!  The price of popularity, no  tables free. We decided to monitor the situation - i.e. grab the first that emptied, but this took a while and of course we passed the time looking at books and amassing a pile to take home.

Luckily, over soup and cake, sense prevailed and I managed to make do with just the one.

The rain is now falling, trees still flailing, I'm still wearing woolly socks, and when the radio tells me it has been 82 degrees in Suffolk today, I just don't want to know.

So I'm tucked up on the sofa with Grayson Perry (metaphorically), having a chuckle at his opinions on the contemporary art scene, and waiting hopefully for a glass of something to appear. Cheers!