Diana's Day Off,

so time for Christmas shopping,

 a walk to the bus stop,

 where we just had time for a pose when the bus arrived, Diana has one of these apps on her telephone so that we can tune our walk to the stop, which is rather neat, especially as it always seems to work, 

 next stop Bromley High Street, looking downhill towards Bromley South station,

 beside us, Lidl,

 and outside a seller from the past, the hot chestnut man, who was in the 1950s a TV series story teller, my first of many introductions to Johnny Morris, those were the days,

 shopping done,

 so time for a pose,

looking towards the market square,

 next a meal at The Greyhound, a lasagna for Diana and mixed grill for myself, and then off home, 

where it was feet up, after our evening meal Diana made some large bows out of some gold lace ribbon we had bought, a couple from the Poirot box and we were off to bed.