Little D and I were sitting in the garden this evening after a day of cleaning and tidying ready for a little party for my Mum in the garden, when I heard the burners of a hot air balloon and looked up.
This looked like it was going to land in the fields next to us, we and several neighbours all ran to the gate of the field hoping to be treated to a landing, but he gained height again and moved on.
Shame it wasn't 24 hours later! We would have been in the garden celebrating Mum's 80th!
