Big Cox

A pleasant stroll round the streets with Juno, it was dark and quiet.

Walked to work.

Work was a conference of calls.

No lunch outing as meetings. Seemed to missed all the storms.

Ran home, wet underfoot but it is getting easier.

A quiet night with the family.

My dungarees and leather work gloves arrived. These are for the allotment, my back will be wamr while digging and leather gloves will be better than the rubber ones that created pools of sweat to form and tenderised my fingertips.

Eco son likes the dungarees, eco daughter does not.

This is my fruit today, Goldilocks apples my colleague said.