February...

...was apparently very empty.

Apparently the only thing that happened between the 7th, when we visited the elderly gentleman's countryside store in Penrith, and the 26th, when Parenthood turned up on the TV, were some files and the garden gate fell down.

Odd...because both J and R had birthdays, but I think I was a) busy unpacking boxes and b) out of it. Maybe still am.

Anyway, padding out with fishing flies from yesterday.