Thursday

Morning, everyone.
Yesterday was a funny old day, weather wise.  It was cold, breezy, there wasn't as much sun as I'd hoped and, according to the Beeb, today is going to be much the same, at least for most of the day.  Then it should warm up a bit.  The weekend will be nice and warm again.
I hope they've got it right!

Jeff turned up at eight thirty.  I plied him with sweet tea and he worked his usual alchemy so it all looks spick and span again.  We managed to have a good old six foot distanced chat about raised beds in the allotment and, as he's made some for others, he know the sort of thing I am after and it sounds as if he will be very pleased to get it all done for us, although I didn't mention that I hoped he would project manage (do the ordering, track down materials, etc)!  It won't be this summer, of course, but maybe over winter when gardening jobs are few and far between for him.
It give Beth and me time to think it all through and come up with measurements, etc.

Beth turned up and we had coffee and a good old chat before I started PT with Lindsey and she popped upstairs and came down again with a bagful of bits and bobs.

Realising that I should have been setting off for a week in Southwold on Saturday, I finally got onto the Suffolk Secrets website and moved the dates to the same time next year.  This is what the company has arranged for all their bookings - that you can select another week later on and, providing any increase is within a certain percentage, there's no increase.
I could have asked for a refund but I didn't want to.  For a start, it's not the owner's fault all this has happened and they must be feeling the pinch quite significantly and anyway I was looking forward to that holiday which I can now have next year, all nicely paid for and sorted.
After all, now I know where to park, etc, if I really want to, I can always take a day trip to Southwold later in the year, if it is sensible.

Today was going to be allotment with Beth but, because it's still so chilly, we have deferred it until Saturday.  Two more days won't hurt at all.  I'm a bit disappointed about today but not seriously so.  Saturday isn't far away, after all, and it should be so much more pleasant.
If I remember, I'll take a tape measure of some kind so we can start drawing out plans, celebrity gardener style!
Saturday is usually mowing and strimming day but I can do that tomorrow instead, no problem.

Apart from that there's nothing in the diary which is quite nice.  I think I might make a batch of savoury mince for the freezer - so useful not only for the basis of meals like pie, chilli, cajun stuff, curry, etc, but also for using up any raggedy bits and bobs in the fridge.  I'll use the Instant pot slow cooker so once it's in, I can just leave it to do its own thing.
I'm going to sort out one of my wardrobes today - and before that sounds 'ooooooh - two!!!-ish, it's very narrow and it's where I hang my cardigans and such-like.  I know there's some really old things that I'm pretty sure I won't wear again now so they can go in the charity bag.  I'll be glad when the drop off facilities open again.
And I think I might see if I can start off a sourdough loaf.  Fingers crossed.

I'd better get going.  The dishwasher needs emptying and I think there might be a bit of washing to get started before I have my bath and get dressed.
Enjoy the day and stay safe and warm.  xx