Last gasp

The lavender bobbed about happily in the sun this afternoon when I got home. Looking forward to hauling out all the summer gear again for one more week - or I am I being a bit too hopeful?

A workplace without a photocopier is doing my head in. Maybe it's time the banda machine was reinvented so we can all get a kick from purple inky fingers and that addictive alcoholic smell.

Ah, memories, memories.

Or am I showing my age?