Another year over

The play, Owain and Henry, was brilliant. Michael Sheen and cast all excellent, even the man who stood in at the last minute as Henry, and had to perform from script. Lots of humour as well as anger and tragedy. I think the first half was better than the second, which was less rousing than I had hoped. I thought it would end with a "Wales for the Welsh" type speech but instead Owain spoke about mercy being the only way to real peace. Probably more politically correct but, then again, I don't think they worried about political correctness in the 13th century.

Tuesday, busy, busy. Zoom meeting in the morning with the trustees, writing group in the afternoon, then the Emotionally Healthy Spirituality course in the evening. Pretty sure I fitted in a walkie as well.

The course had a bit to say about expectations. "Expectations are only valid if they are mutually agreed upon."

I realised I have expectations of Husband. After being married this long I think that's normal but, maybe, I have been taking him for granted, and need to be more mindful of what he might or might not want to do. To consult him in fact!

Wednesday, coffee morning/bible study was very good including discussion about what real friendship is. Walked Syd in the afternoon. Oh, yes, I'm back in my jeans. Here I am showing off my new ankle wellies.

Once again I have fallen for the blurb. All those people saying they're ideal for dog-walking obviously didn't walk their dogs in muddy areas.

I knew I should have opted for high wellies. At least they're comfortable though.

And today: it's my birthday!

So Husband got up first - as he always used to before we had Syd - and brought me breakfast in bed. Then we went to Crawley woods for a walk on this beautiful day.

Not bad for 74!