One man and his dog

And some little surfers.

Drove back from Wiltshire this morning to greet the guy coming round to sweep my chimney (he's a guy called Guy incidentally) and put new cowls on my pots: they were needed as birds kept nesting in one of them - he found three dead jackdaws behind the fire :(

And a damp man came round to assess my damp problems. When I say my damp problems, I mean damp in the house: I'm fully in control of my bodily functions. GREAT NEWS - I don't have rising damp or damp penetration and have to borrow a fortune to sort it out. I just need to not shower, breathe, cook or hang my washing out in the house to reduce the amount of moisture and subsequent condensation. Simple.

I've backblipped yesterday's shot.