A Warm and Sunny Spell.

There was a warm spell today.  A quick trip across to Rackwick.  Some days I don’t know whether I’m in the Bolt Hole or at HQ.  Earlier I went round to Kenny’s to pick up firewood.  On return to HQ there were two accordionists in the hoose; they were channeling Les Dawson.  I cut the grass (deal on - Big Shoogie will uplift) painted the end of house repair, hoovered the car and Zizzed.  Bernard has lost his ankle bracelet; despite poo-pooing them in his updated Style Guide.