Bellringing

Lovely sister persuaded me to add my very out of practice bellringing 'skills' to their depleted band this morning. Actually, LH and I plan to re-enter the Bellringing fraternity this year, especially with Dad here as a reason to kick start us (it's his lifelong passion) so it was good to try and remember how not to hang myself! There is something about the sound of bells - they can stop me in my tracks with that rising bubble of joy. Wonderful!!
Dad and I left Devon mid morning, home again now. Poppydog has reacquainted herself with the bed in his room - I think she likes the way he stays in one place and that place is always warm!! Extra is Dad plus sofa warmer ;-)