Nestled (Day 794)

I had intended to watch a bond movie on the tv last night, just to pass the time, but I was called out to deal with a job, and made a temporary repair.
This morning, after the morning woofer wander, I zoomed to town and met Alasdair who very kindly opened up the plumbers' merchant so I could get the bits I needed to sort the job. The rest of the morning was spent dealing with the job in a very restricted space in a loft.
Back home, and after lunch, the dogs and I headed to Wasdale. The weather was a bit grey and uninspiring, so landscapes weren't giving much inspiration for photography. I stumbled on this old Vauxhall Chevette nestled in the undergrowth. I am sure one of my mates at Uni had a similar one. Though it had a bit less in the way of foliage it was re-named a "shove-it".
Later I dropped in to see a prospective customer who has been discussing having her bathroom done since before Christmas. It looks like she may, finally, have made up her mind and now I have an other estimate to do. Hurrah.
It seems that, for "operational reasons", my beautiful wife will be arriving home later than expected. Flymaybe strikes again.