Last year Hector refused to entertain the idea that I might join in with the pubs fantasy football league thingy…. So, it was very clever of him to use reverse
Lovely sunny weather, picnic in the magic-bag and a bimble about. First stop was the fantastic plastic-wrapped farmhouse. Is farming as we have always known it, all wrapped up? Wrapped
At last some bright and shiny weather and soul-enrichingly autumnal. Work has been more busy than I can ever remember it – pleasantly so, but a bit like juggling. What
Tootsie found a smidgen of sunshine on the doorstep. Frank was more active chasing butterflies. By 5pm it was Frank 5, butterflies … a big fat… NIL.