DINNER

I took this blip before plunging my hands in; and the result is meatballs in tomato sauce and it will be ready in ten minutes so must rush.

The plan for today went out the window as John arrived and ripped out our guttering, (we had asked him to); and then I spent far too much of the afternoon setting up G's new work computer.

The sad part of the day was that Mrs Plummet passed away at 2:30pm. She had eaten only a little bit more and was obviously getting weaker, but was content to be wrapped in a towel and held and stroked. After a while she just let out a little sigh and that was it. I buried her beneath the hedge she liked to sit in. RIP our little Blackbird, we shall miss you banging on the window for your raisins.