We were lucky again today - a feature of the entire week - in that the overnight rain had ceased by the time we set off on our 5 km (not)parkrun at 8 am.
Not that it was sunny, as you can see from the above picture taken beside one of our local flood defence areas.
Lisa finished decorating the study yesterday, but our best laid plan to have the new carpet fitted on Monday has been scuppered by carpet fitter Phil's receipt of the dreaded 'Self Isolate' text message.
After equaling our PB (12/15) in Vassos's weekly parkrun quiz, Sue and I enjoyed a bike ride to the park and a chat with a dozen or so parkrunners. Very well distanced apart from my container of fudge that got emptied rather quickly.
Then Mike and Sarah and Isabella came round for a 5 km stroll along the very busy towpath to Sale and back.
Thanks go to Mike for sorting out the light fitting in the study.
I spent a relaxing afternoon reading Margaret Drabble's 'The Dark Flood Rises', interrupted by the sad news of the death of George Philiskirk, an old schoolmate, and groans from the kitchen where Sue was attempting a recipe that I had looked at and declined...
During this afternoon a message came in from Wuxing Nick (now living in Nuremberg), with a picture - taken today especially for Alan R - of a fine red tractor.