By Number147


A day of on and off showers.
Henry and I went into town. We chose some salads from the Soupchick to go with this evening's meal.

Later, we gave Henry a tour of the cutting.  Unfortunately, there are now sheep in the field directly behind so I cannot relax when Hetty comes out. It would require a phenomenal amount of fencing to keep her in. Until now, she has occasionally gone into the field to chase rabbits. 

We watched the 1966 world cup final.

Florence is at a wedding in Frome. It should have happened last year. The legal part was in Bath today. Other guests arrive tomorrow and then its white dress, bridesmaids and Marquee on Monday.  What a to doo!

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