Hot air

Spent the morning gardening, not my favourite thing to do, in fact I think I prefer ironing, but someone has to do it and it seems as though it doesn't fall within Mr K's remit.

This is our new zepellin, I say 'our' because it lives at the small airfield 5 minutes from here, thhe last one had been parked/moored/tethered outside when the storm hit last spring, needless to say, it didn't survive.