What's brown and sticky?

(A stick.)

As you can see, I finally got on and broke up the mountain (or at least some of the mountain) of branches that were in the way of the stone seat blipped the other week. This was one of a series of activities that jumped up the urgency ranking on the 'to do' list when I saw how sunny it was. I also filled in a large hole, well some of it (I've not been a 'completer finisher' today) but then it is a very large hole. It was dug (with a twin hole on the other side of the garden) when our predecessor was looking for his sewage pipe. This was odd as he had put it in...

Anyway, such mysteries aside, it was a day of digging, breaking branches and eating quiche. Tonight Mr B will hopefully arrive back. Ah that sounds like the door...