On another day of steady rain descending from slate grey skies, through my window I watched daytime headlights streaming along the glistening Christchurch Road and decided not to get wet by going out to photograph them.
Instead, I spent most of the day with Churchill’s “Early Life”.
Flo, on the other hand, continued her Christmas tradition carried out, apart from a few years in America, that has been her
decorating Granny’s tree since she was two years old.
This evening we all dined on further portions of Jackie’s chicken curry meals with which I drank more of the Garnacha