After a morning spent either on the phone, on email or Skype, I figured Mirinda needed to get out of the house for a bit. Yesterday’s news and repercussions were still reverberating.
At this time last year, a gale blew away the Farnham Christmas Market. This year there was a bit of rain (the kind that doesn’t make you wet) but, basically, sunshine and blue sky was the weather of the day.
We wandered by all the stalls and bought some special cheese, pork products and rose gin. I also had a bratwurst.
The puppies were a bit freaked out at times but, essentially, they loved all the new and interesting smells while avoiding the big, clumpy feet.
It was just the thing to help move things a little bit to the back of the mind for a couple of hours.
