Twenty Three

Quietish day aside from getting a towel wash done and dashing to the garage when checking Bessie over for her MOT this week I realised she had hardly any fuel in her tank! 

Luckily himself had a canister in the shed that he'd used for diesel during his brief boating mid-life crisis.

I've been doing a jigsaw and listening to podcasts and he's been doing some guitar faffing but not moving much since aggravating his leg wound during the night.

Going to try and persuade him out for a short walk tomorrow before his hospital appointment Tuesday.

Realised I had no blip and decided to try and find a mildly photogenic cherry from my afternoon snack!