Ice cream and The Eights

I just tried to order a book from the library and I discovered that the page was in a variety of languages, I'm guessing Arabic or Chinese or Russian, I've no idea. There was one in English. I've never seen this before. Maybe they do have the book in lots of languages as it's so popular.

It just threw me completely!

We had all the Harry Potter books but I took them to Italy with me as Younger Son is reading them to his children. While I was there he was reading The Goblet of Fire to them - and me. He's moved on now to the next book and I wanted to read along so I could talk about it with GrandSon4. I have read them all previously but, unlike Younger Son, I don't remember them at all. I think the books are a bit scary but the grandchildren seem fine with them.

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Tried a new exercise class this morning. It's called Flexercise and is a very gentle stretching, balance, and strengthening class. Enjoyed it so will continue I think.

Then Husband and I went for a walk this afternoon from Limeslade to Langland.

It was warmer than it looks though Husband, in long trousers, a jumper and coat was complaining, while I in shorts and t-shirt was quite happy.

I was pleased to see my cousin John's disc had been replaced on the Langland surfer and local notables memorial sign.

Then, as I didn't have an ice cream a day while on holiday I had to finish the walk with a Fortes' 99 with raspberry sauce. The taste of my childhood.

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Must mention the book I just read. The Eights by Joanna Miller is a typical story of female friendship but set in Oxford University in 1920 with the protagonists all being in the first group of women to be admitted to the famous university. Fascinating insights into the period and the problems encountered, including misogyny and the lasting effects resulting from World War 1.