" Just Nipping Out"

There is a running joke at the cottage that I am always " Nipping Out"
This morning I have nipped out to the field, nipped out to deliver eggs, nipped out to pop some bird antibiotic to a friend and nipped out to walk the dogs along the old railway line at Dyserth
" if I didn't know you better, I would think that you you're having an affair" Chris will often say

Then he will look me up and down, shake his head and say

" who would have you?"

I will leave you today with a little video, which I thought strangely melancholy. Although I am not a churchgoer, the single bell calling the small congregation to church here in the village is strangely evocative of times gone by.
The church's future in the village is numbered., like it is in most towns and villages in the Uk......it is a inevitable shame. I thought this sad thought this morning as the Storm clouds drifted in again from the west and Mrs Trellis hurried down the church path, clutching her hat to her head as the winds whistled in the trees.