Too Much Of The Little Things!

There is no such thing as a little garlic - Arthur Baer

Welcome to my Sunday 💓

Breakfast with Brew.

Dressed.

Out for a little ride.

Hubby fills up his car with fuel.

Then onto see my mum and dad.

*Spooky Alert*

We were at the end of the line of graves.

No one around and we heard a woman cough.

Nobody was around and we both heard it!

Slowly back to the car.

We go to get hubby's tyres pumped up.

One woman was dragging it out so no one could use her spare minutes of air.

Hubby pumped up his tyres.

Coffee and nibble time.

Then back home.

Washing machine went on.

Dishwasher was unloaded and loaded up.

Hubby started to collect all the old branches from under our living room and take them down the tip.

I wrote Friday's blog post.

Light lunch.

Then wrote yesterday's blog post.

Hubby was getting quotes for a new gravestone for the six relations buried in the burial plot.

I might carry on writing June blog posts as this week, I have full Council Meeting on Tuesday night, and got to make two cakes for the Bake off on Friday:

I had a light lunch.

Then I went back to writing 3 more blog posts from June.

Hubby got on with the tea.

I made the stuffing.

Just finished writing a July blog post when tea was ready.

Now to catch up with Priscilla....

We had  45 minutes left to watch.

Next up

Oh dear, I can't get the time back for watching this....not recommended this one.

Sleep Tea Time.

Back on the Wobbly Work Wheel 🎡 tomorrow.

&

Baking cakes with Kenny!