As I was going to Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits,
Kits , cats , sacks , and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
It reminded me of some pictures I had taken on our way there ,some time ago ,fields with llamas ,these were taken when they had all been shorn ,Thankfully I noticed that their fleeces have grown again ,Think of all that lovely knitting wool 'corr '
We called in at the Garden and leisure centre too and guess what ? You remember those big polar bears that were for sale ? Maurice drew my attention to the fact that they had all been sold ...thought we were in a credit squeeze ,I hadnt noticed I had my head down making for the craft section ,Well I think that is it for today,except to say it has turned very cold so if you are going out wrap up ,you can borrow my socks if you like ... lots of Love