Weather? What weather? I give thanks for the beautiful bright blue sky this morning, the varied array of commercial shipping sheltering in the bay (one of them a Vogun craft I'm sure, cunningly disguised by blue and white paint, but at that size not cunningly enough to fool me!) and stunning views of the moor. Also for the Green Day and US Air Force Band for playing what is basically the same tune in such different but deeply pleasing ways. Basket Case and Pachelbel's Canon in case you're wondering...
For reading various local news reports of mayhem and mishap and realising how fortunate we've been, particularly Bob not getting the later train that terminated at Taunton where the passengers had to spend the night...
I'm grateful for a delicious lunch at the friendly tapas bar, with leftovers to bring home and an afternoon of idle delights. And for being too distracted with more of the same to write any more tonight. Wishing everyone who reads this whatever they'd wish for themselves on a Christmas Eve evening...and a little bit more besides!
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