Scene of crime

What happened? Whodunnit? 

Actually I knocked over a bottle of grenadine in The Love Shack which looked amazingly bloody. Offset nicely by my mucky green crocks ‘though.

Went to a funeral this morning - overseen by a rather lovely rabbi in a beautiful wooded cemetery under blue Hertfordshire skies. So actually very uplifting.

Chilled afternoon and evening. Good catch up with Strider and a WhatsApp session with The Girl Racer who has made it to Banf on her latest hike.