Had a good day yesterday, but very long. Up at 0600 so we could be out of the house by 0845, without pushing piglet ( who will stall for hours if she thinks she is being pushed) to go to our daughters. Daughter looked after my piglet while my granson and I went to the Army Flying Museum. Great day out, told him about my adventures under arms in far away places and showed him allteh aircraft i had been in and flown. I think he probably now sees Grandad in a different light, not the old, white haired codjer he thought i was.
Drove home, into the setting sun for an hours or so bought Piglet and I fish and chips . Home by 2100 extremely tired but very good day. And the main thrust of this epistle is piglet had a good day as well and nothing went wrong. Whee.