Saturday night ...

Saturday morning; Danielle runs 12 miles with her running friend Jackie [who is planning a 50 mile run later this year - no comment]. I get sorting the garden out - plenty of hedge chopping and grunting.
Afternoon we walk into town with the dog, and call in at the Black Swan folk festival. See a good band, catch up with Roz who has just played a set and see Justin with Cecily. And we have a nice pint too.
Evening we cycle into town to see a great production of The Machine Stops by EM Forster at the Theatre Royal in the studio. Written in 1906 it is amazingly prescient, the production was really brilliant as well. Music was by John Foxx, the same John Foxx who I first saw 40 odd years ago fronting Ultravox at the Marquee. Great stuff.

Photo is of Rowan with her Great Aunt Sheila last week.