The Last Rose of Summer

Roses are pink
The sky is so blue
I had to bath Bertie
He rolled in some poo.

The day I spend 2 hours in the hairdressers being dyed an autumnal shade of red, summer decided to make a dramatic return.
It was nice to be able to sit in the garden in the sun this afternoon.
Poppy gave me a lovely makeover to go with my new hair. It was the stuff nighmares are made of...