Strawberry Hill

Spurred on by some other blippers I found myself doing Chinese at 4am. Not Duolingo (it assumes you want to write Chinese. I don't) but Hello Chinese. I was pleasantly surprised by how much I remembered from 2019.

Once up it was laundry and then next door for coffee and fizz with Y and K.

Fizz meant no driving so I spent afternoon sewing and finishing my book as the sun came and went.

Steak and fizz for dinner and now waiting for Baptiste. That's another weekend over.

The new climbing rose at the back door is flowering.