Saturday. The sky is clear, it's going to be a sunny day, which is good as I'm in the Visitor Centre on the canal today. My mates Mrs. is coming with us, that means I'm being treated to dinner on the way home. That's today taken care of.
I still haven't heard anything about my niece, so I'm assuming all is well.
have a good one and I'll think I'll toodle - Trurra chores await and there's the cryptic and GK in the Telegraph to be done and dispatched to Rossendale by the Royal Snail.