Fire

A BBQ on a Friday night with a cold glass of wine might be my new favourite thing. Nearly five years of living in a flat with no garden means that I am now obsessed with being outside in the garden. I think I'd have every meal out here if I could.

Still looking out over the mess of the rest of the garden but the end is in sight. This time next week it might be a BBQ in a finished garden. It might even have to be a cold glass of fizz.