Harumph!

It's a good word. My romantic late night drive over the moors was really me following 4 other cars who kept suddenly slowing down. Yes, there are steep hills and sharp bends, but it should not necessitate a virtual stop!
Anyway, grump over. The concert (Hut People, aka Sam Pirt on accordion & Gary Hammond (percussionist, ex Beautiful South)) was superb. I'm pleased I made the effort to go.
Today is being spent in another social whirl. I have already been in the company of the Bishop of Sheffield, and shortly I am heading over to friends' for a BBQ. Tomorrow the chuck-out will have to begin again. Hopefully it will only be 4 or 5 weeks before I start to market the house, and there's plenty to do. I seriously need to prune out my clothes. I cannot justify 2 wardrobes full! There are things as yet unworn which I have forgotten all about in there!

Pulled a heap of rhubarb just now. Guess what I'll be eating over the next few days? Mmmm! Stewed, sweetened, and with orange juice and ginger....then covered in custard, or vanilla yogurt if cold.


Andrea