Harry the mad boy spent a couple of hours in the arctic tundra of the back garden sorting out and cleaning the bikes. (drying the wheels with a hairdryer so they do not go rusty!) I did the usual visit to parents and doing usual tasks there. Did manage a daylight couple of hours to do a bit of pruning; a customer told me I needed to get my Bramley apple tree pruned before the end of the month. Back to my parents to make them a cuppa and to get Dad on the commode.