A Big Day

I have had a rotary clothes dryer for as long as I have been married but it's only recently that I realised I could turn it around to hang clothes on. Up till now I've been walking around it. Doing its job for it I suppose. It's still a struggle to remember.

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I had a message from someone yesterday saying I brought a ray of sunshine into the church with my quirky sense of humour.

I told Husband. He said, "She means weird."

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I have two things to do this morning: learn the national anthem and write a prayer for Mothering Sunday.

I'm going to the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff to watch Wales play Italy this afternoon! With Elder Sons and GrandSons1 and 3. It was a last minute decision. The Welsh team has come to so close to victory on the last couple of occasions, they've played bravely in spite of all the criticism and off-field hoo-ha about getting rid of a team, and the atmosphere was amazing last time they played in Cardiff. And there is a tiny possibility they could win today. I'm not holding my breath on that point but it will be good to be there.

I have learned the anthem in the past but then I don't use it for a year and forget it again, and I want to be able to sing my socks off today. (Out of tune of course.)

In 2013 Husband and I went to Rome and watched the match there.

I swapped hats with an Italian supporter at the end.