Courgette

One of the self sown type, of which we didn't really have many this year. Half of it was consumed in the 'surfeit of bean' soup yesterday, and which continued to contribute today, otherwise mostly spent separating the house from the layers of dust and grime that I was quite getting used to. Loathed as I am to admit it, it may not have been a waste of time. 

Pushkin, Lucky and I are a bit out of sorts. Pushkin has a daily injection of galantamine which fortunately is easy to administer. Maybe it is making him a little stronger. Lucky will have his teeth seen to tomorrow.