That tree

Late up and JJ announced he was going to paint the hall ceiling.  Always tricky making sure it's all covered, but a torch comes in handy.  I won't be happy if he also decides to do the landing ceiling as most of it hangs over the staircase.

I went out for a walk and went off piste into the wood.  I did catch a glimpse of a red kite and heard a few tits but apart from that, absolutely nothing.

I met P out with Alfie again, but Alfie didn't want anything to do with me today, too many good smells elsewhere.

This is what I now call the buzzard tree, although even that has been shunned today.