Glut

Washing without getting my dressing wet was a bit of a trial this morning, and my leg was throbbing all day. My day at work was absolutely manic, and I felt totally drained by the time I got home. G met me from the station and drove me to the doctors to make an appointment to have the stitches removed last week, so we swung by our allotment so I could see all the work he had done today. We came home loaded with a glut of fat blackberries from our patch, yum.