Where Did The Photos Go ?

We woke this morning to find a fog bank blocking out the view. This then thinned out until it was just a slim layer running above the river. I took more photos of the fog layer as we drove up to Mach using my phone but failed completely to find the photos once I'd sent them to my PC. And of course I'd ticked the delete box so they are no longer on my phone. I've tried taking test photos and watching carefully to see where they went but only one has appeared and just on a menu marked 'imported photos' which I can't seem to get back to. This is going to take a bit more sorting out.

The builders turned up early this morning to do the little finishing off bits and by the time we got home from Mach everything was done including putting back the plant troughs filled with montbretia. (It was raining too heavily for me to take a photo.)

At the library we did our usual group checking of the homework we were set last week and went through the end of unit homework which we will probably be getting in a week or two. It was all practice of his/her/our/their/my which does get confusing. We finished off reading the story book we've been working on and that was a lot easier. While we were in the library my eye was drawn to a display of crafting books and especially one on calligraphy. (I misspelt that so dramatically spellcheck offered me a long Welsh word instead. -I found out how to have bot English and Welsh spellcheck at the same time.) This book even had lined pages to practice on so I got Peter to photograph the covers just in case he would like to buy it for me for Christmas.

It was just starting to rain, horrible icy stuff, when we finished at the library but I still had my usual look around the charity shops. I couldn't resist buying a sheet of craft crystals most of which I've already glued on to my dance trainers. I'm not so sure about the red but that's what there was. I think any pretence of aesthetic style has gone right out of the window. Well, it's only for fun.

Talking of charity shops FB Reels has decided to give me lots of videos of people going around massive warehouse sized thrift shops in the States. So far it all looks very similar to the stuff in UK charity shops and I haven't seen a single thing that I would take home or want to give as a present, not amongst the chosen items or even on the shelves behind. Am I too picky? 

Despite the cold rain Peter and his fellow rowers went off for a row in the afternoon followed by more maintenance on the boats. Rather them than me.