I wrote the previous blog whilst in the library in college.
It’s boring as it is bland.
I picked the dogs up from a friend in Craig Y Don, who had been watched them and we drove into Conwy
Where I had to ask a stranger to hold the dogs when I went into the famous Edward’s Butchers for a chilli Scotch egg.
In the end I bought a black pudding scotch egg too, and we sat on the quayside and shared them together
Bloody lovely they were too.
I went to Conwy for a think.
From September things will be rather different
More academia, more need for personal discipline, and some serious self reflection
Between then and now I have Venice, Barcelona and Rome to enjoy then it’s knuckle down and work
Funny how things can change
Five years ago, I had retired and was planning to leave the village
Now I’m embarking on a new career and a new direction, a journey which is scary and exciting all mixed together and I’m part of village life more than I’ve ever been.
We sat in a line on a bench. Dorothy to my left, the Welsh to my right.
I kept the chilli scotch egg for myself , but the dogs loved their third each portion with a small bite taken out for me.
It’s four of us against the world now
And sharing a scotch egg is a luxury only we know how beautiful
We were all late back home after a full tiring day. So much so Dorothy refused to leave the back seat and had to be carried into the cottage.
I missed choir
Which was unfortunate
But this video was sent to me by Hattie
Our choir’s tradition of celebrating everyone’s birthday
It moved me greatly
And perfectly ended the day