The end of the day.

It is indeed the end of a long day, a long and hard weekend by all accounts. With our own small extension underway and another family building project still running, my time is divided and muscles (yes I think I still have some of those under the fat layer) are sore.

I've been trying to avoid the hard physical work these past months, as my body doesn't respond to well to it anymore, but needs must and labour done my own not so fair hand means money not paid to someone else to do it.

Anyway, the weekend is at an end and the little daisies in the grass have are closing up for the night, as am I. They aren't having a large Baileys before bed though.

I will now retire and browse all your lovely journals before bed, if you spot any spelling errors in the comments, it's probably the nightcap kicking in.

Hope you have all had a decent weekend.