Somewhere hidden amongst the thorny brambles...

I didn't find Ben and Holly, but instead three little snails making themselves right at home on my plants. This is war. Prepare to meet your maker, via some Stella Artois...

Things have been going at a bit of a snail's pace today. This is my catch-up day with the kids at nursery, yet here I am, nearly 10pm, with a list longer than that with which I started. If my life was a report card it would read 'must try harder'.