Yesterday I thought Tilling might be paradise. Beautiful day, friends abounding; Mary and Vic turned up to take me to lunch, still missed after 4 years back in Blighty (call of the grandchildren -:) Then dinner at the mill with Pete and Annie, Kat and Dave and Toni - a marvelous, fulfilling, cossetting, delicious day. With distractions to keep me from work, continuously.

Dave and Tony above - below, Annie -


and Kat and Pete. Very successful post apocalyptic decoration, dont you think? Frightfully trendy.
Today I went to the dentist, waited in for the EDF and generally felt less ecstatic.
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