My wife and I are attending a Christmas fair (organised by her eldest son’s partner) at Hevingham village hall today, so we are up reasonably early (for a Saturday) and my wife walks the dog while I get on with the task of posting links to my latest vlog on social media and various online Parkinson’s Disease forums.
The Christmas fair is a runaway success and it appears that the whole village has descended upon it. I find it all a bit too crowded and spend most of the time in a quiet corner with cups of tea and a good slice of lemon drizzle cake.
We return to Southrepps just as daylight is starting to fade. My wife gets dog walking duties whilst I split logs, fill the log basket and light the fire.