FINGERS CROSSED FOR POTTERIES FILMING TOMORROW

I've no idea what the bus frequency position is at Stoke but i will find out tomorrow which at present looks like being the only feasible day for filming. I'm trying to stay local and it can catch the wind but its the best of a bad week with at least two weather warnings for more rain and wind. Its been bitter here again and I've only ventured out to top up the bird feeders, we've got the reed buntings back again which is a welcome spot today. I'm waiting for our bulk supply of sunflower hearts but they are several days overdue, I'll have to fork out at the garden centre if they aren't here midweek, its big garden bird watch this coming weekend, last year we saw nothing it was dark, wet and windy.

I've got back to the film scanning, I've filed those which I'd already done which means getting them on to the editing software time line and giving a rudimentary tidy up, giving them a descriptive title and downloading ready to file, which I suppose is up-filing, all ups and downs but isn't that life. I got an email from a close friend that another of our bus brethren has passed on then I got a call out of the blue tonight from another chap we've known for many years who has had a couple of narrow escapes with strokes ( at the wheel) and has made it through all the Covid mullarky.

I've started editing a film on the annual HCVC rallies, the London  Brighton run, the earliest  I have are mid sixties but of course everything else on the road with the oldies now looks as if it would have been great to preserve. Anyway we say onward and upwards, like the old contemptibles as the Germans called our first world war army we keep going whatever is thrown at us. In anticipation of the trip out tomorrow shots from Staffordshire in past years from the PMP archive and a couple more of the layout which is now safely behind its perspex which actually needs a polish. Dinner won't be long, I wonder if I'll get a slice of Christmas cake as well.