Popeye is not letting me...

...me do anything today. It is far too hot.

So just sat on my thatched swing most of the day. Then his lordship decides it is time we are in potting shed. So he sits on my lap staring at me in the face.

“You are doing nothing today,” Popeye says...

I am not arguing. Even my garden plants are keeling over in this heat, and lying on the ground.

Happy Easter Sunday...

Take care x