The sun didn’t wake us this morning, so we overslept and opening the curtains inspired us to go back to bed and back to sleep! Mick was enthusiastic about the day and my not complete rubbishing of the conditions at the Long Mynd had him coming out. Unfortunately, when he got to our house it was spitting and the ridge had a faint mist hanging over it. Ever the optimist, he went up regardless, but all it inspired me to do was get the paint pot out. The hall is now half done…

At 3pm, Mick was getting reasonable heights and a couple of other people had joined him, and it also seemed a bit brighter, so we headed out on our way the Shrewsbury. What we couldn’t see from our house was the rain just to the north west, north, east, all around really. We didn’t get the gliders out of the car, but it just goes to show if you have a little faith, you get to fly, as Mick did for quite a while today.

We went off to Shrewsbury to sort out buying a new car and then met Ellie to make final preparations for the Bash on Saturday. Should be a great night out!

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