A collage taken to extreme - blame Markus. It's a storyboard collage, or as Beachcomber would have it, possibly a montage. A glorious day - all down to St Bridget who apparently let's us have fabulous weather for this week before the storms set in again - so we made the most of it. We only intended a small mooch around the lake but it was all so enticing we ended going up over the mountain, across little bridges and stiles, up green boreens, past standing stones, down to the lake and the sea and then up high over the cliffs back to where we left the car. I've got the last two images back to front but don't tell anyone.

Back home, fuelled by cheese on toast,  6 more barrowloads of compost into the polytunnel. interspersed, for the back's' sake, with a bit of pond weed elimination and some hacking back of withies. I'm now feeling very virtuous. But creaking.