Happy Park

Today’s big event was the arrival of the recycling bins for the apartamento. I went down to meet Airiane in the drizzle to sign for them. Given that the street bins are now away, and only one other apartamento picked theirs up, I think this could be a much coveted item. Perhaps judicious crushing of our small amount of waste material over the remaining few days and depositing said waste in the poolside bin will negate the need to deploy my shiny new bin in the midst of the potentially avaricious neighbourhood at this time. Actually, scrub that, say instead: at this juncture.
Right, that’s that sorted. Back to my book. What’s the bloody temperature?