This morning I had to go up to Badger Farm for yet another covid injection as I'm allegedly vulnerable. I didn't feel vulnerable, at least not until I'd had the jab and staggered back into town to find the Precinct full of folk dancing, music and clacking staves. Yes, it was Winchester's Mayfest. Really not the soothing atmosphere I was hoping for. This guy was (I think) organising one of the groups of dancers. He looked as out-of-it as I felt!
Since arriving back home I've done very little. The sun is still wonderful, but I'm already thinking about an early night - oh dear!
Hope your Saturday's being a good one xx