Cro had the right idea.....a wintry wet day and sat in front of the fire with a wine.....
It is bloody wintry here too, but I will content myself with a log burner, antiques road/whatever on the tv...no wine I'm afraid......on weight watchers and going to the cinema a little later to see Tintin
|Mabel showing her Donny Osmond (ish) teeth----- she remains very nervous of anything and everything but is slowly getting better|
I am feeling just a little guilty about being so dismissive about Sir Jimmy in my last post, so I will tell you about our day in way of diversion. Chris took the day off and in between my jobs (Bulldog toileting and bulldog car desensitisation trips) we ventured out into weekday quietness and had lunch out.
Lunch ended up in a rather sweet place in the nearby town of St Asaph...and afterwards we had a serene amble around St Asaph Cathedral..a place I had never been before.
The cathedral it is claimed to be the smallest Anglican cathedral in Britain and dates from the 13th Century.
The place was totally deserted when we entered and even the small shop situated by the entrance had a sort of "honesty box" left out for any shoppers to use rather than the obligatory "lady on a till" that we are used to in most popular places to visit!
I was also amused by the free tea and coffee left out for visitors on a table by the shop.......a nice touch..I thought.
A golden archangel standing tall over the aisle caught my eye........it was beautiful
I have a thing for angel statues
Apart from the angel..one other thing moved me greatly inside the cathedral
It was something that was written in a prayer book inside one of the chapels
A lady had written" Say a prayer for me.... I want to be a better mother"