Contrary to speculation, I have not evaporated from the face of the earth (yet), or run away with a soldier, I am just having fun. Fun. FUN!
Sunday: I was dumped, but it became a Pink day.*
Monday: Buffy learned how to use my sewing machine, then it was time for a long rest in preparation for the busy stuff….
Tuesday: A little retail therapy, finding little gems of shops, all noted for further investigation.
Wednesday: It was Ladies Day – Lunching, driving, talking, walking, visiting and even more eating, all interspersed with great big helpings of laughter, hugs and doggy licks. Three dogs in total.
Thursday: Today it will be the turn of not one but two Grannymar Toyboys! There is no point in doing things by halves. No. I will not tell you what we plan to do. It might be a looooooooong day!
Friday: Goodness knows what I’ll get up to tomorrow! 😉 😉
Saturday: I’ll try very hard not to get thrown off a Bridge!
It might well be next week before I have time to sit down, draw breath and catch up with all my blog reading and commenting.
Here is a little of the Pink to keep you going.
All the bicycles (over 1,000) brought to the recycling centre over several months, were gathered, cleaned up and painted pink. There is another tree like the one above, adorning a roundabout/rotary elsewhere in the Borough and umpteen placed on streets, outside or inside shops to celebrate the Giro d’Italia‘s first visit to Northern Ireland.
Years ago, before recycling became the norm and a’ money for rubbish’ income for all city and borough councils, we took our rubbish, non bin-able, to the local dump. Renamed, upgraded and money making, they are busy working hubs providing employment and cutting down on lazy dumping across the countryside.