A quiet day once I had despatched the boys up that there hill homeward.

An interesting mix of straightforward and painstakingly awkward stuff to do on the work front. There's a point when getting untrained people lend a hand really is worse than a man down. We're there now. 

Sore in need of a beer, so I wiz come evening. The unforecast sunshine provided a nice couple of hours outside with a cold tinny.

Chicken satay and a tentative start to the haircut by Her. She seems completely recovered now and able to tackle my Pensioneresque locks