Home alone

The Gorse Fox has been left home alone again today. The Silver Vixen was offered a place on the second day of workshops at the nearby coven.  She leapt at the chance (quite rightly).

The Gorse Fox spent the morning on the Family Tree. He's given up (for now) on the Silver Vixen's grandmother. He's returned to Pistol Pete's family, Though he had done quite well with his paternal line, it was time to drive the maternal line back. This has been quite satisfying, after a couple of days of frustration with a certain grandmother. He has steadily widened and grown Pistol Pete's tree.

At lunchtime the Gorse Fox took the opportunity to call Cousteau-Cub. It is her Birthday and it sounds as if she's been having a hard month - having had to move home again. She remains positive and he had a nice long chat with both her and the Coventry Hobbit.

It was such a nice day that he decided to go for a walk this afternoon. He took the car down to the seafront, near the pier, and then started walking west to the end of the promenade.

Looping back he walked back eastwards, back past the pier and off along the promenade to the Lobster Pot and back.

As you can see it was very quiet but the thing that amused the Gorse Fox most was four ladies of a certain age, all nicely dressed, all sitting on a bench up at the far end of the route. They sat there with their cardboard trays of fish and chips, their proper wine glasses and a nice bottle of white wine.