Saturday

The Devittos are in London so we are looking after their dogs. Both are ancient so no trouble at all. 

We had a bit of a party in the cutting last night. It was pitch black when we came back up. Of course, when we reached the garden, we were above the tree canopy so there was some vision. It was too dark to clear up so that was a job for Clive whilst I took Hetty out this morning.

Louise is turning the pages for an organist at a wedding so I didn't see her again but we did see Nigel, Chama etc.

A warm day with some truly horrendous downpours.

Extra is Silk. Living on borrowed time.