The first...

...Christmas rose of the season. Hidden away in a very shady corner of the 'yard.

Waved MrM off first thing as he departed for a few days in deepest, darkest Lincolnshire. He's gone to help to clear his dad's house.

For me another day sorting out the partnership accounts for our small business - relieved to report that they're done, and the form is in an envelope ready to post first thing tomorrow. Hooray!