The Rocket Transporter

As reported yesterday, Noah assured me that today he could complete the rocket that sits on the rocket transporter. Which he has and here is the evidence! This morning I went to my Pilates class (every little helps I suppose, as Tesco says (in a rather different context)) despite not getting home till late. Then home for a discussion with Gilbert and then of to the very wonderful Fetcham & Bookham Repair Café (FAB for short) in St Mayr's church hall. My scarf and T shirt have been invisibly mended while Volunteer Paul has taken away my mouse sander to see if he can find the necessary fuse (amongst the internal workings) to solve the problem (of why it won't work). Another first world problem so It wont be the end of the world if it's not possible to repair. We shall see.
This evening I joined near neighbour Carol for dinner. This is always good company and and good fun. And so it proved.  8972 steps