Nasturtiums

A delightful visit from the delightful daughter, slimmer than a slim thing, with all her wedding paperwork to walk through. As she’s putting it all together, I marvel at how she’s on top of it all. And it seems we will be using the pulpit to make the speeches from. Repent ye sinners! That’s what I’ll say. But maybe done in a camp nazi style. That’s always a winner. Hope no one throws a stool at me. Though it’s not St Giles.
Och, and there was a flat battery to attend to and hours of gardening and finally the neighbourhood pow wow to draw up plans to fight off the latest intrusion that the money grubbers want to inflict on us. We say no!