Normally on a Wednesday evening, I wouldn't be here. You see Wednesday is choir night. I love choir night.
It begins with skiving off doing bedtime and walking into town instead.
The last couple of Wednesdays have been lovely sunny evenings. I love walking at this time of day but usually I am in the throws of bedtime stories.
I pass this little front garden and always take a moment to admire it.
It is just a little space but it is packed with plants and there is always something lovely to see.
Then into the hall for a jolly warm up, singing, tea, maybe a biscuit, more singings and fun chat with good people.
After that a few of us put the world to rights over one of these.
As I said, the best night of the week.
Sadly this week J is working away so I am staying in. Might go and see if I can find a consolatory drink.