Smoke on the Water

A leisurely walk along the canal bank late this afternoon and saw nothing but at least the dogs enjoyed it. A young coot sat fluffed in the intermittent patches of sun dappling the water looking very content.

We picked six pounds of damsons yesterday from a really rubbish looking tree but it actually gives the most amazing fruit so this morning I made the jam, extricating a lot of stones in the boil but still was left with a few so the labels will bear a health and safety notice. 

A lot of book moving, emptying cupboards to clear the room before decorating it. A lot to do yet.

Out for a meal tonight in Broadway, such a beautiful Cotswold village that looks so pretty lit up at night and now I'm ready to crash.