Ellie trotted in to our room at 6:45, snuggled in between us and asked for the Gorse Fox’s tablet. This seemed like a civilised way to wake up to the day. Tablet was duly fired up and handed over, and the Gorse Fox got up.
The weather was bright and sunny (as you would expect here) but the forecast was threatening. In fact, by the time we had to take Ellie to pre-school, we saw a few raindrops. Discretion being the better part of valour, we took the car… and what a good job we did. The heavens opened as we made our way back from Dizzy Ducklings - we would have been soaked to the skin. We had some incredible cloud bursts, some of hail, and all contra-indicating any idea of venturing out. The weather remained quite iffy all morning, but brightened up again in the afternoon.
The Gorse Fox made the most of the time to work on the family tree. He realised that one family member had been buried in Australia, but the Gorse Fox had no other information. That seemed like a suitable challenge. In the end, the Gorse Fox tracked down the ship on which he sailed (an assisted passage), the fact that he married out there, and the names of four of his children. He suspects with a bit more effort he could track down a lot more info, but he will leave it for now.
As it had brightened up this afternoon, we walked round to collect Ellie from pre-school. There was chilly breeze, but the sun was bright and that always makes you feel better. Urban-Cub finished work mid-afternoon and has just been along to collect Ellie.
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