Spot the drunk hornet

Gloriously warm afternoon after a very nippy start (2 degrees). Instead of all the planned work, I limited myself to invoicing, and baking. The rest of the day was spent lounging on the terrace with Mr B, my book, and a slightly poorly hen (oh no, not this again). And, briefly, a hornet in my wine.

The fish is still poorly too, but I had time for a water change and some hand feeding with peas. Fingers crossed that Lazarus fish hasn’t used all his lives.

And the stove is on in the living room - first time this season.