Sunday

Pete came this morning to stay for a couple of days . He arrived in time for coffee and we went to the Swan Bar as Nero was packed. Despite the advice in yesterday's Guardian (see yesterday's blip) I did remember to change the clocks backwards an hour.

Emma had arrived on a flying visit by the time we arrived back home. Tom was watching Villa with his one good eye having had an accident with his other at a Halloween party last night.

I had a mooch round the garden with the camera this afternoon before it became dark at five pm, whose stupid idea was it to mess about with the clocks? Here's a couple of red berries looking like tomatoes through the macro lens.