Pink Poinsettia

Found this pretty plant on the doorstep this afternoon, accompanying an apology from K for yesterday’s debacle. Already had my suspicions, but, after talking to E for two hours yesterday, discovered how serious things are.

A lovely sunny autumnal day, 16 degrees on the thermometer but felt warmer in the sunshine. The washing dried on the line perfectly and managed to get Dad out in the garden for some fresh air while I deadheaded and hacked at the undergrowth. In between the chores there’s been rugby to watch and this evening Strictly.

Thank you.