I had a few things to run to the postbox, and I finally clocked where the village Christmas tree is. It was further along the high street than I thought it was, hence not noticing it before. It’s very Charlie Brown, innit. But that’s okay — it’s 2020, we need a bit of the Charlie Brown spirit.
Past that, not much to report. Spent some time around Mum’s house ’cause we could. She’s around for a spot of dinner this evening, which is nice. We’ve survived Flood 2020, as was to be expected by anyone who has lived here any amount of time. There was reputedly potentially snow tomorrow, but that doesn’t look like it’s the case now. We’ll see.
Right, hi, bye, I’m off.