Birthday Boy

Today would‘ve been my dad’s 100th birthday so the least I can do is blip him. My mum gets in on the act. Wouldn’t surprise me if she’d knitted him that pullover, I had a similar one twenty years later.

Had my longest session of the year working at the allotment this afternoon; dug out one of the strawberry beds & cleared a ton and a half of couch grass (nature’s practical joke on gardeners everywhere), dug out the bottom half of the compost bin and dressed the bed, planted 20 new strawberry plants. Going on for four hours graft but well worth it. I hope!

Then a catch up with life in Kingussie, trialling Teams before the next Friday quiz. Seems the local ponies aren’t social distancing.