The hunter

Bushy-black watches the birds from his doorway into my garden. There's a fox-shaped hole in the fence behind him.

I had a bit of a rest day today. It's been so manic at work that it's nice to have a wee break from the screen. I read a book, shopped for my messages in West Norwood, then cycled down to Alleyn Park garden centre for some spring flowers and on to Dulwich for a gift. It was enough to blow the cobwebs away.

Fred came home from his cycling adventure with a curry and we watched Spaced – still incredibly funny.