People who fly into a rage...

...always make a bad landing. As Will Rogers said.

Today would have been my dad's 79th birthday. He's not missed at all. Really. After his funeral my mum sent me out to buy champagne and fish suppers. A very discreet way of dancing on his grave. I think the date explains my rather weird mood today.

Being on call was fine. Nothing major.

Today's Blip shows the progress the grapes have made.