Mower's Eye View

That's it. The final cut. No more mowing until spring.

There was a little warmth from the sun today but I'm not sure I can hold out much longer before turning the heating on.

Jumpers, fleece blankets are all very cosy but once my fingers and toes become chilly, that's it - can't think, can't type.

Time to do battle with the pilot light and cross my fingers for the boiler.