Sunny

It's not often that you seem to get a sunny Bank Holiday.
Following Alex's family's departure, the big tidy/sort out commenced. I did lots of washing & managed to get it out to dry.
Ferguson made friends with the neighbor's posh pre-teen nephew - which I think was an amusement to him as perhaps Ferguson came across as a cutesy, northern street urchin or mill worker boy. Don't get me wrong, he wasn't rude or insulting or patronizing to him, I just got the impression that he found him quite fascinating.
It was nice to spend a bit of time outdoors rather than to be constantly confined to 4 walls (despite them still not having been made interior design-ly pleasing...)