Balls!

Lots and lots of little ice balls came hurtling down at a ferocious rate this afternoon. Three times!
Still, I managed to get all my washing dry and also cleared out three more bags of stuff that 'doesn't spark joy' when I hold it.

Seems my son-in-law is sufficiently jet lagged today that he thinks his BMW is a Merc ;-)
Big sleeps needed.

We've got grannie time coming up this weekend and whilst doon the pub tonight I learnt that we have a village wedding on Saturday, guess Jamie will be getting a taste of village traditions!