Roped in

I was wrong in thinking I had a dental appointment this morning so my day took on a completely different complexion. No numb mouth and gentle sewing as planned!

Instead it was a walk along a beach, gathering little and large bits of fishing net gear, including this rope. Although it's a menace to wildlife I did like its multicoloured strands. There's an awful lot of this sort of rubbish everywhere just now. I need to make a rubbish collecting bag I can just sling on, a bit like a postie's bag, instead of inefficiently trying to carry miscellaneous items and juggling them all the time.

I did our weekly food shop and then back to try and write a concise and meaningful obituary for Dad. Again. It's almost impossible.