Friday 1st July.
For some reason I wrote nothing this morning! Perhaps I was just far too busy to write trivial gibberish? It's raining nicely and Ruby is exhausted. Lola, her and I walked to Rudgate on the Boston Tadcaster road, into Boston Spa and then caught the number 7 to The Spinney up Spofforth Hill. We did around 12 miles with a little detour into the MOD munitions ruin on the edge of Thorp Arch Trading Estate. This rain is good... And tomorrow will be a lesser day? I washed my clothes and had a bath. The allotment calls tomorrow... ...good morning. Slept satisfactory last night and Ruby didn't budge from her chosen spot on the sofa last night. Around 11:30 I came to check on her because I was fairly surprised she didn't come up to mummy's bed. Must've been fairly shattered from Thursday's long one. The rainy evening continues into a spotty morning. The plants I watered didn't need it... But you never can tell at the moment? The weather seems to pass us by. Actually ...