Brick wall

Sunday lie in, coffee club and chat over the road. Then the rest of the day alone. Fed the lawn and the borders, treated the outside furniture and found a dessicated frog. Sat in the garden and sewed, though it was really overcast and I moved back inside once it got really chilly.

#2 is safely on his way home and we messaged when he got to Doha, just before I went to bed. 

I footled with Ancestry today. You often get brick walls in family history. My photo timeline reminded me it was a day of anniversaries: a year since the procedures in Fife, 3 years since my strange return from lockdown in KL and 11 years since m in l died.