And another thing says the grumpy old woman…why oh why are we persisting with ‘putting the clocks forward’. There is much evidence as to its disruptive nature and I, for one, really rail against the mismatch between the time and the solar position. All of a sudden, we are catapulted into lighter evenings while the mornings become darker again. It is unnatural. The only benefit initially is to witness the breakfast time of the birds as their clocks do not change!
Palm Sunday saw us join a decent group of people at St Michael’s Churchyard to process down the steep hill to St Paul’s. Even in Victorian times, that hill was deemed off-putting to churchgoers, hence the newer St Paul’s in the High Street. We sang and waved our palms as we wended our way down the hill. One or two passersby took out their cameras to capture this traditional scene.
Apart from that, most of last week was spent recovering and doing the laundry, and having some plumbing work done (thank you to our friends, for whom a nice lunch was payment enough 😊)

