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Thursday, 26 February 2026

Guess What?

It's raining again. It was dry first thing but then the deceptively gentle wet of the morning's sea mist intensified by midday to torrential proportions and continues still. I'll definitely be driving down to the hall tonight for disco aerobics.
Our Welsh class today was all about the prepositions that conjugate. Much repetition to help us learn the different forms to go with I, you, he, she , it etc. Plus those prepositions are used where we miss them out in English. And they can be different if the noun being referred to is a person or a place.
Before and after class I did some small jobs such as putting a suitcase up in the loft and setting up the digital piano. I thought I'd found a better place for the piano on the other side of my study but then the curtain made it impossible for me to put the sheet music on the stand. So it all went back to how it was before.

Now for the last of the photos from our weekend away.

With a garden voucher burning a hole in my pocket (there is only one small garden centre near us that accepts vouchers) I carefully planned our homeward journey with a stop at a large garden centre close to the motorway.
Having settled Peter in the restaurant with a bacon and egg bap I first went to the plant areas. It's a bit early in the year for them to be fully stocked and I can hardly fit another plant in the garden so it was only a quick look.
Then I had a lovely long browse around all the indoor stuff. I began by finding an acceptable hand cream tester (I can't bear a lot of perfumes) which made my hands lovely and soft.
A lot of the ornamental stuff was on the twee (or even tacky?) side. I tend to like more natural looking things but it was fun looking around.

This display with wooden carvings and glass caught my eye. Eventually I chose the little mouse sitting on a toadstool. Now it sits on the bedroom windowsill as a reminder of a lovely family weekend.
I also bought a long handled hand-fork and another air plant to join the gang on their branch in the sitting room window,

Crossing the Severn Bridge into rainy Wales.

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