Greenbelt

Festive Road

Festival season has come round again and - for the first time in many years - we find ourselves heading to an event as punters, not volunteers. So the tents went up in the garden to see how they fared in the forecast showers.

And tonight, when I realised I'd left home this morning without a key, I am pleased to report both are cosy and dry. Blogging from the garden isn't a bad way to pass time while I wait of Emma to return and let me in. This isn't the first time I've been grateful for the extended reach of wi-fi.