Blousey poppy

It was going to be fungi covered decaying tree in the woods. When I came to look at it in detail it seemed a little out of focus so I went for the original contender which was happily growing between the pavement and the wall, grabbing its space in the sun.

Apart from the morning walk and afternoon at the allotment that's it really. Nothing more to say. Dinner is cooking downstairs, an aubergine bake with sweet potato chips and cauliflower. A favourite.

What an unseemly row about reopening schools. One commentator said something about stop squabbling. A national newspaper seemed to vilify teacher unions who were understandably unsure about going back. Surely, in this crisis, we need consensus, understanding and compassion rather than everything being politicised. No one political party has all  the answers we'd be better off all inside the tent.