Summat exciting to report today then, Jo?
Nah. Sorry. Except for the fact that our third – & sadly deceased car – the Saab – departed on the back of a lorry to the eternal scrapyard as it was finally beyond economic repair; & that being the second deliciously dry day (well afternoon, at least) in a row, I unfortunately had no excuse for finishing the gruelling job of forking back the muckheap, nor of weeding the Arrivals Yard (& it’s big, & weedy). So my plucking fingers are now skinless, & my palms are a map of blisters. Meantime I do hope Tony’s enjoying his hotel…..