Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

dusk 007It was, it appeared, going to be one of those days. By six, Ani and I were on our way to the village shop, grateful for its early opening so I could grab coffee. I had plans for the day… the weather forecast was good, the garden in need of serious attention. I would go to my son’s, then home to get on. Yeah, right. The best laid plans of mice, men and hobbits…

It took the PC monitor half an hour to finally stop rolling this time and four dull patches had appeared round the edges. Not much I could do about it, really, so I had another coffee and got organised. By the time I got to my son’s home it was fairly obvious this was not a day to be doing a lot of moving. Sort the shopping and the daily jobs, sort the pond, make a…

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