That Time of Year Again

It's good that the hut is back but I wonder exactly who is going to be harvesting the asparagus and strawberries that are so beloved here.  Normally they are harvested by a migrant workforce from Poland, Rumania and so on, but in a world like today, they're not going to be available.

Oh and in other signs of Spring...  This might not be for the delicate amongst you...  I saw my first sunbather of 2020.  He was a chunky lad.  Sitting in his garden, speedos on (or what I assume were speedos) and glistening with oil.  I did not investigate if he was wearing socks and sandals but I think it was likely.

Oh and while I was out for my constitutional, G was downstairs having a nap on the sofa, she woke up to find Sammy (see yesterday's Blip) wandering into the sitting room from the hall.  Nisha helped chase him out and then the two cats had a bit of a game in the garden.

And i wasn't working today.  Yay.