I left Winchester about midnight on Friday as I could not bear the thought of any more sad goodbyes and also I knew I would not sleep. The car was packed up and I captured the struggling cat to put her in a basket so off we went. It is all surprisingly pleasant and comfortable. J came round and hung up the pictures and the family from Brighton came and we had scones for tea.
It has poured with rain all day and I am longing to get out on my bike and explore the country lanes. But I went to an event in Brighton which was part of the Festival on the subject of Compassion, and a lot of it about attitudes to old people so that struck home.
I seem to have been very busy since I retired!