On the handle …

… of my garden fork.

To be honest, other than cutting the flowers we were going to use at the wedding reception last weekend, I’ve done nothing in the garden for ages, and it shows. I need to mow it soon or the mower won’t cope.

Went to a lovely gathering at Chris’s house this morning, had a great catch up chat with my Welsh chum and hung out with HatBox who is being a star. Cholmeley really isn’t well and we think it’s the meds we just put him on.

I think I’m forgetting what I did today. Oh dear.