Going (for) nuts in the garden.

Not a great shot... "Look!", said Janet, in the kitchen. And I looked, and ran upstairs for the camera, knowing it wouldn't be there when I came back. I fired off a safety shot out of the bedroom window, thankful that I'd cleaned it not so long ago, then went downstairs to find the woodie had, as expected, departed.

Thank you for all your love and especially your donations for The Distinguished Gentlemen's ride in support of mens' health, suicide prevention and prostate cancer research. I'm dangerously close to £500 now, moving the target ever so slightly each time it's met!

I broke my glasses the other day - sat on them one time too many - and this morning I took them in to Specsavers. Not repairable, I'm afraid, they told me. But we can re-frame the lenses and you only pay half the price of the frame... Win... they fit better now than they did before I sat on them! Now all I need to do is not sit on them again.