Well, it's Friday

Barb from Canada - I didn't get a message from you yesterday.  I'm glad to hear that there's rain and that you are safe, despite all the smoke.  I have been worried.

DH can barely move, but is doing okay.  Bear has been subdued but a new piano and an afternoon spent playing with the kids next door have helped. The flash courtesy car from the insurance company looks completely out of place in our street.  Thank you for all the amazing kind wishes.  DH doesn't want to to be identified and he put a pic of the car on his Facebook, so I can't share, but the back half of the car is basically shredded and hanging off.  The rear left hand wheel has been bent horizontal.  It's a mess.  I can find a bright side.  Our car was diesel and now we can get a petrol model, but it's a somewhat tarnished bright side.

I promise to sort out the comments soon, but I want to be absolutely meticulous in not letting anything through that shouldn't go through.  Those who want to get a newsletter once I've worked out how to do them must show enthusiastic consent and say so explicitly.  No enthusiastic consent, no newsletter, and I'm sure it's a relief to many. 

I have had a fail today, but I managed to get the latest instalment from the White Hart up (here) and now I am crawling off to bed, but not without showing the awesome pic I used from Pixnio.  It is so atmospheric.