It’s 2130, it’s dark and I’ve just realised that I don’t have a recent picture of the garden.
The weather has been glorious, bright warm sunshine. We got out in the garden. Cut the grass, Elayne has been cutting back bushes. We filled the. Brown bin. It’ll annoy Elayne that the bin isn’t due to be emptied until a week on Tuesday.
It’s Mothering Sunday today – we. Knew that the chances of getting a table would be non-existent, so we didn’t try. But we did go to the garden centre hoping to get a hot meal – no chance we were too late, the servers was cold.
We came back and had Brains faggots, peas and potatoes. Lovely.
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