My girl friends who you can have a good belly laugh with. Who will never share what you told them. As I will not share what they said to me.
I do chat to many on the Prom. But its hardly other than a swift chat on the weather and whether I am near death yet!
Trying to plan a meet up where social distancing is possible. In my head designing alterations to the patio to make it more sheltered. And so on. I will get there.
Today I had my feet sorted. Bliss. Back to red hair and short on the 24th.
My daily pleasure is at the Prom as you all know. Sadly anonymous says my blog is boring as its prom, prom, prom. I wonder why she still reads it then.
A Beam Trawler away out on the hunt.
One to paint. Oh yes.
Surf School and a deserted beach.
A new sign! The whole town and surrounds are loving these signs. Do hope they remain.
Next month a visit from some of our family. I do hope so. But one keeps waiting for the lock down to slam down with all the idiotic behaviour in England. Just following the examples of Mr Cummings and Boris's Dad.
Trying so hard as I know we all are to stay positive. So good to know I have such lovely friends in Blogland.