IKEA were sending me a unit today and when the men arrived with it I very cheekily asked if they could carry a table for me to the upstairs flat (there is a lift). I had taken the legs off but just found it impossibly heavy to lift it myself. They were young and strong and obliged with a smile, I was so very grateful. I have now told myself I will look out for a different table, one that I can handle.
Swan still sitting on eggs.
Donald got out some wires and pliers today, perhaps there's a plan for a pot!!
At the Canal, as we sat, we were hugely entertained by a tiny tot on one of those pedal-less bikes and he was going hell for leather round and round on the grass circuit, his little leggies kicking along. Grim determination to keep up with his older brother on a proper bike.