Potholes . . .

. . . filled.

Kind of anyway. A bit of a messy job in my opinion. But the road is already patched and patched again, and patched again. Tractors will soon churn this stuff up. But I suppose we’re lucky it’s being done at all.

What a dull, humid, still day.

I have just added a photo of our eldest granddaughter ready for the School Prom - a rather good photo taken by her sister.