June, going on November

The weather is vile: not too cold, but wet and thick haar that never lifted all day.

I woke early and for first time for a very long time did some work in bed, with a cup of tea. Later I did my Bridgend run with a side trip to the dump and Lidl Craigmillar. Popped in by the Manor in the way home to deliver a card but couldn't go in. And forgot to give Mum the roses of bought her. Doh!.

An afternoon sorting out files on the PC, delete, delete, delete. And outside it was still miserable.

Elsewhere in the UK the sun is shining but not everything that is happening is positive. Though I bet the Yang di-Pertuan Agong didn't have a socially distanced military parade for his official birthday last Monday. Only in the UK.