One of the good things about living in York is that it is a good size, not so small that you know everyone you meet, but not so big that you never know anyone. It is a similar size to Preston where I grew up. The longer we are here the more the web of friendship extends. So yesterday we had David [friend of Michelle's] in to do some decorating at the same time as Danielle had a visit from Sue, her mobility trainer [for her sight loss]. Of course David knew Sue, lived in the same street: a typical York occurence.
The photo is of me on holiday in the Lakes.
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