Mischief.

He's not ours. He lives next door, he's trying to move in here, but he isn't impressed about being asked to stop clawing the sofa. Marvin doesn't do that. No. He just hangs off gable ends eating baby swifts.

In other news, I filled a skip with my father.
Well, not filled it with him. No. I put his "garden" in the skip. Then, the four bits we didn't skip - I brought home and replanted.

Now, I'm waiting for the Chinese to arrive. No. Not the people of China. The chicken and cashew nuts and curry sauce from Dragon Phoenix.

So, I'll love you and leave you, my dear Blipperloons x