The sun shines not on us but in us

The sun certainly was shining on us today. Way too hot. What’s going on? Grabbed a blip in Sam Burn’s junkyard but it didn’t offer up a suitable item for Hannah to restore at furniture school. So, we climbed back into the car, wound down the windows and put a Mungo’s Hi Fi playlist on and made our way to Drum Farm where a lovely, old, knackered writing box was found. Along with an axe. And an owl made from dried seeds.

Dropped Hannah at the bus stop, me and Ruby picked up some scoff from Minato Sushi and headed home for al-fresco snacking. Eventually, the heat drove us back indoors. Scorchio.