Not defeated

I have finally arranged for a carpet fitter to come and measure up the stairs and landing, and to bring some of the samples I chose as well. Husband has been nagging me for a change!

I visited the local carpet shop this morning and was overwhelmed as usual. I have no clear idea and I'm not that fussy about carpets, which means I see hundreds - literally - that I like. In which case it should be easy to chose one, shouldn't it?

While I was in Mumbles Husband took the winter cover off the swimming pool, and has started cleaning it ready for summer - whenever that comes. The water is currently 12 degrees. Way too cold for me. Did you know that when people say that cold water swimming is good for your health they mean temperatures below 5 degrees. Which quickly wipes from my mind any lingering idea that it might be a good thing to do.

We managed to time our walk so it coincided with a light shower of rain. I put up my hood but Husband does love his brolly - and kept poking me with it. George decided he wasn't wet enough and cooled himself down a bit more.

Guess who won't be going in the lounge today?

But the rain has not deterred the first of the wild roses on the tip. battered but not beaten.