The very old gentleman

Joe enjoying the fresh air. Daisy has found a lady who makes urns in the image of your cat for their ashes, they are actually lovely. I suggested she just get one now and keep it as an ornament but she thinks that's tempting fate. I swear she firmly believes he can live forever.

A fine Saturday although still so very windy. The forecast says it will be still again next Wednesday! A good walk on the downs with Rosie then I cleared and cleaned the shoe corner. And then cleaned and tidied my bedroom. Delighted with myself but having been too active on my shonky ankle I sat down to watch some telly and address my mending pile. A few things I had made where the seams were two narrow, two cardigans with seams coming undone and a pair of homemade socks which had developed a hole. I sat and sewed the whole lot up, even more delighted with myself.

Rosie went and had a wash and hair cut at the new place at the end of the road, v convenient and she looks just fine. Then dinner, telly, knitting, bed. All v good.