The bluebells are out in Lobbs Wood - a lovely walk for all who dare to enter its dark fastness. You wouldn't have to be daring for too long though, as it's only about a dozen steps from one side to another.
It's quite a survival really - especially given that a fortune could be made by putting a block of flats on it.
Col is back to the metal detecting, so all seems to be going well, medically speaking. His alarm clock went off at about 5 a.m. on Saturday morning - in other words, situation back to normal.
I don't know what to say about the News, about what is going on in the world, as the tragedies continue. When Satan told our first parents that they did not need to accept and obey their Creator's moral laws, he lied to them. It is as simple as that. Tragedy ensued, and will until God's Kingdom comes.
On Sunday morning I looked out over a calm blue grey Channel - grey in the foreground, blue at the horizon, under a mild grey overcast sky. It was a symphony in grey and green. It reminded me of how lovingly Jehovah made this earth for us, and reassured me of the paradise earth to come.
The Captain left very early, for the usual reasons, while I made it to the meeting via Zoom - only just though, as I was in quite a lot of pain during the night and felt very very tired.
Another bad night, though having said that I didn't actually get up to take my painkillers till 5:00 - often it is about 1:30. I had one Zoom session this morning with a friend and am about to pixel into my next one. Not sure that Nute will make it though, as she has a work commitment today.
Three of us made it, and hopefully we will be back to the usual four next week.
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