Thanks to the morning termite inspection (it is not meant to sound like I am please to be spending a small fortune on getting rid of these bl@@dy insects), I had opportunity to sit on the sofa and enjoy the view of my garden. I hardly see it in winter, leaving in a hurry in the morning, returning after dark (The Cullen family could easily spend a season in Adelaide without getting recognised). I usually spend Saturday mornings wandering around the garden with a cup of coffee in hand, this helps me enjoy the sights without ability to do some work in it. Which is a neverending stoooooooory oooooo oooooo oooooo...