Saturday Mornings

It has been a long time since I went to the farm shop on a Saturday. The traffic is quieter, so that is something I enjoyed. 

The staff are still wearing their masks. So are almost all the customers - at least while I was there. One solitary Covidiot displayed his ignorance for all to see. 

I also enjoyed a coffee and muffin there, outside in shirtsleeves. I had just a bit of kefir for breakfast, so that doubled the enjoyment of the muffin. 

Back at home base, I got stuck into the gardening. I have a backlog. The garden has been a bit neglected as a result of me taking holidays in March and April. Well, I did not get caught up today but I made a start. 

Junior made a cameo appearance in the late afternoon, to drop off his ice hockey kit for storage until next season. Dads can be useful occasionally.