Lounging.

It's the first time this has happened in a very very long time. A gloriously hot and sunny (and stressful) day of lifting insanely heavy steels into place without killing anyone, followed by a lovely relaxed couple of hours winding down in the newly sheared roomy(ish) back garden. I managed to get Clare away from the computer and we just chatted, read our mags and had a drink. And clipped away at a few more stray bits of flora.