The troubles of mice and men

Mrs T and I should, at this moment, be flying somewhere over England en route to Heathrow and then onwards to Johannesburg.

But as Scotland's National Poet so eloquently put it, "The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men Gang aft agley".

Extra. So, instead I have been amusing myself by repotting our bonsai Black Pine, now in its 37th year.