The postbox is capped

And the topping rather reminds me of things that might have fallen to the ground like apples, bits of pizza and lollipops. Even a caterpillar.

I think the lady on the corner of Forest Street may have been responsible. She made a superb topper just before last Christmas which was so good, it was removed for auction.

The new gas boiler is now installed and works. Two workmen came this morning and stayed until early afternoon to make sure the job was finished. 

Badiya also came, and, bless her soul, cleaned the conservatory out thoroughly.

Heavy rain began late yesterday afternoon and persisted overnight. It even begins to feel slightly chilly, but what a relief.