Apologies

Blimey. We's having a week without rain.
And I can't remember a time when it hasn't been raining.

So I've been out there in the garden. Muck on the veg beds. First cutting of the grass. De-nettling and bramble cutting....
I tell you it's only the start...

Now... everything hurts. Moan, groan, limp about.


And of course I haven't been writing in this, have I?