A good day. J. and I went to Wells this morning for a few things: a silk sleeping bag liner, a torch and a new penknife. Lunch at Goodfellows and then a dash to school to collect the bags, so that we could double-check weights, courtesy of Home Farm Shop, Kingweston...many thanks, Ashley! (His sausages are good, too!) Just as well, so I've redistributed the loads into an extra bag. We can now also take the new stuff which Peter ( neighbour, cousin-in-law and O'Neill's rep.) kindly brought over yesterday.

We should be able to get at least one more table for Sanga thanks to the generosity of the folk in the yard who keep their horses here, quite likely to be named after three fondly remembered animals who have now galloped off to that great corral in the sky. A good story for the children at Sanga, perhaps.