I bought a pair of Doctor Marten’s shoes (not boots) today. They are black with yellow stitching around the sole. Very 80s.
They’re not made in England anymore, but in Thailand. What a sign of globalisation.
It was raining this morning, after lovely weather for the rest of the weekend, so we left by about 9:30 after packing and tidying. Before leaving the village we went to see Arthur Ransome’s grave, which was in the village churchyard.
Toby had lots of course work to do, which was another reason for leaving early. I cooked a big pasta sauce, because we’d invited all the Holmans and all the Cadbury Parkers around to have tea and watch Doctor Who. Much enjoyed by all (except Cathy – who thinks it’s all nonsense!)