Sorted

At last I have a cover for my bbq, which means it's no longer in the lounge. Win, win I say. It will be when summer returns.

I note a puddle of cat pee (not in the photo) by it. Bene is inside and it wasn't him. I noticed the neighbour's poor old geriatric girl on the other side of the cat door a while ago. She hates the swift new striped Benedict model. I guess it was her.

A good day at work. I was still basking in the love of the weekend, and managed a productive day. Good stuff.

The downside to my day was phoning to see what is happening with my street, but I'm not going there. It was 20 minutes of my life I'll never get back ;-)