A drizzling mizzling day, the sort of rain that is fine but soaks you regardless. But I'd had an email to say that Frankie's bride that I ordered Monday was in store ready to collect. So, out we went. We went and got it and the food for the weekend as we can't go out tomorrow because we have the boiler checks from Metropolitan.
We came straight back home afterwards, walking down to Broadmarsh bus station to get the bus back.
It never escapes our attention that even though they put that green space in that area, how much of the old centre there is still to be flattened and as much as they try to hide it, its still a bloody eyesore. Such a shame.
We got home and changed, both of us wet through from the rain and sweat as it was still hot underlying that damp.
We started watching Sherlock ( the Mark Gatis one) as we never got round to seeing it, as Bookish was so good the night before, we thought we should give it a go. We quite enjoyed it, I think more than I would have, given that my Sherlock of choice is Jeremy Brett.
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