Ringing round(s)

Dad and I went on a road trip to his old stamping ground and caught up with his bellringing friends (handbell ringing is easier for house visits than tower bellringing!) and a couple of friends from where he used to live. They are always so welcoming and it gives Dad so much pleasure; it's hard to be separated from your community even if it's the only practical solution.

We arrived home later than scheduled, full of cake and biscuits! I think my sensible eating will have to be postponed until after Dad's gone back!

By the way, Dad and friends were ringing 'methods', not 'rounds' ... just for the record!