Progress

After a Sunday breakfast featuring fine sausages, bacon, and eggs (a rare treat), the Gorse Fox headed to the station.

No it's not work.

He has lost his car parking permit (which he assumes blew out of the car at some point during the week when he was loading or unloading). He needed a replacement - but this, it seems, is not a straightforward request. After much debate, humming, and looking at the screen, the ticket officer finally stamped a blank card, signed it and wrote the expiry date. That will have to do!

Then the Gorse Fox headed off to the new house to take some photos of progress since our last visit, about a month ago. Actually, there is little or no visible progress on our house - but the house next door but one is coming along quickly.