Lost Property

Some items that are missing their owners, at the entrance to Putsborough beach. There's something new there almost every time we go past.

I managed to write a flash fiction and do some yoga and cook a soup (from homegrown baby turnips and Richard went fishing and caught a mackerel), and wash and hang out 3 loads of washing, and walk on the beach, and weed the veg patch and pick some baby lettuces (and spin them in my new salad spinner - it's fab, IT EVEN HAS A BRAKE!).

I loaded up the cold frame with seedlings to plant out in the spring (shshhhh - don't tell the slugs) and rescued Gemma's laptop from an almighty crash - she's not grateful though because she has to reload all her software and has lost loads of music.

Then at 7pm I was involved with this: TweeHee Crying with laughter. The aim is to get a joke book together made up of tweet length jokes and to be sold in aid of the mental health charity Sane.

Other photos here