Def spring

The little woody bit of our walk at lunch time was a riot of spring this morning, the birds were making a right old (very nice) racket.

Work was it’s normal overwhelming self, a lovely meeting at the end though where everyone said they agreed with me instead of telling me nothing can ever change. It was a real delight.

And some light searching done for a crappy car for Daisy to buy, one firm option pinned down.....

And Will came home late and bleeding for the second day running. The lateness is always blamed on the blood making accident.