Nothing but blue skies today.
It’s one of those crisp, winter days, with frost on the ground first thing, and the smell of baked potatoes in the village square at lunchtime.
Nine hardy souls, in windows, doorways and on verges, jigged about to the wonderful Johnny Nash and I Can see Clearly Now. I love this song.
I think I can make it now, the pain is gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is the rainbow I’ve been prayin’ for
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
It reminds me of the best headline I ever wrote, which I think was mentioned on The News Quiz (if it wasn’t, it should have been) or at least UK Press Gazette. The story concerned an optician called Wayne who had just come back from Africa after taking a shedload of second-hand spectacles to give to people with poor eyesight.
The headline was:
Eyes can see clearly now that Wayne has gone.
Tomorrow, The Sound of Music Through The Square Window may be a little later, following the funeral of a much-loved farmer, who was one of my favourite people in the village.
We will all miss him.
Love, Maddie x