Come inside

It was the choir AGM today; it started at 2:30, finished at 5:30 (with cake and blanquette of course), and I realised as I left that I hadn't taken a photo all day. So I did a little detour via Montlaur on the way home and rather unimaginatively added to my door series rather than fall back on flowers again. It was a lovely drive, glorious weather and empty back roads.

How weird is the Tory leadership contest? I really haven't understood why they are all trying to outbid each other on what Class A drugs they've taken. When did this become a qualification? Meanwhile ... one rule for them, another for someone else.