A working day from home, mostly. Interspersed with the great news that out of nowhere she has arbitrarily decided that I don't see my boys again until August 20th. I last saw them July 18th. A day short of five weeks...! The legal clusterfuck is also immense; she's adamant she's instructed her side to speak to mine, my guy is adamant he's received nothing, so, that all helps... He's back from holiday tomorrow, so, here's hoping we can make progress. Grrrrr

Went out into breezy sunshine for a lunchtime wander / gossip / catch up / Vitamin D dose, but the concentration was shot for the afternoon. I left at the earliest opportunity and headed to the allotment; weeded onions, transplanted yet more chard and howked out stuff from the bed I never got round to doing anything with before the Orkney trek. Out the wind it was hot work.

Met her after work in the Meadows; I came armed with shiraz, camembert, oatcakes, strawberries and grapes. Sat in the sun and chatted (seethed to be honest) and then she went to tend her boy and I rode to Ratho on a mission. 35 mins back was impressive.

Extra is me messing around at Quartermile (Part CXXLIII)

Random lost pensioner woman at the end of the street at lunchtime