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When the afternoon's rain had cleared, I went to stretch my legs in the Estate, but without Django. He started limping in the evening after his long walk with A. Nothing serious, we think, and he's learned how to milk it - until he hears something interesting outside! [See extra]

In the morning I'd started the great de-wilding of the garden by weeding our area of the yard. Not for Father's Day, but L made us all a lovely lunch, ending with an amazing almost flourless almond and orange cake.