A riot of shaggy inkcaps...

... have erupted on the lawn. Himself was impressed too. He's gone for the family. I've gone for the rather ripe solitary one, about to degenerate into inky gloop.

A profitable morning in the garden when the mizzle was only slight. I've started to clear around the fruit cages which were in danger of disappearing under general rampant boskiness. This afternoon though rain has stopped play, so shaggy inkcaps it is!

It's Bank Holiday here which is confusing, that and the extra hour and I don't know where I am!

Edit: and it's Son#2's 500th blip - do go and say hello.

An entry for Mono Monday