Phase 3

Desperate situations lead to equally desperate remedies. Today Margaret, as a last resort, has been chosen as my babysitter for the day, via a convoluted plan whereby Chloe drops me off on her way to a bowling competition in Aylesbury and picks me up on her way home later today. The problem is solved tomorrow as we are due to return to Anstey and babysitting duties transfer back to Lynne I expect. In defiance I made my own toast for breakfast without setting fire to the toaster. 

As has become normal the day has started dry and bright, although temperatures have taken a well defined drop. Winter drawers on as the old joke goes ( no spelling mistake, honest ).