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The rain, the park and other things

Title courtesy of the Cowsills...who remembers them?  I saw this on Facebook and had to use the title which is very appropriate as I listen to the rain falling.  Today has been a "rest day".  My last one before I go home...yes the time is approaching.  Ten more sleeps until I am back in my own bed...I have mixed feelings on that one.  Okay my body will be happy...my knee in particular and my right foot which has been a right little b*tch these past few days.  No more stairs!  My heart...not so much. This morning I walked down to the launderette to do my laundry for the last time of the trip. I know I will be back (on the way to somewhere else)  as soon as my (new) knee is back in working order. So what have I been doing the past four days?  Thursday I went down to Brighton to meet up with my friend Judi.  It was a cold windy day there - the wind was damp and cut right through you.  So needless to say we tried to stay indoors as much as we could.  We started out in the North

Busy, busy ticking things off the list!

What have I been up to lately in the seven days since I've been back from Prague? Friday the 20th was laundry day...not cheap as a load in the washing machine is six pounds and then another two for the dryer.  Ah well...it is what it is...  That evening I went down to the Italian pizzeria near the house and had a mushroom, mozzarella, soft cheese and tomato pizza.  It was delish. Saturday morning I visited St James's Park before heading over to Waterstones for a browse...and no I didn't buy any books. Yes the water was frozen. Tourists were laughing at the gulls and pigeons skidding in for a landing. And these guys just happened to be prancing by - on their way to the Horseguards Changing of the Guard. That afternoon I took part in the worldwide Women's march.  It was an uplifting experience.  I walked the short (very short) route and only stayed for half an hour of the program at Trafalgar Square as my knee was so sore. The march was peace