The white beard has gone

Tuesday 

The aging white beard has gone and Clive looks like my toy boy again. Hetty approves.

Mark came round in the morning.  More paper work and form filling to do with him. 

I made some brownies and dropped some off with Mark. One more check of his paper work, got him to sign and date it and then I went off to post on my way to work where I had a meeting in the garden. 

Still no reopening date. Afterwards,  I spent an hour watering and tending.  As with most gardens this year, the roses look amazing. I should have taken a photo. 

The extra is this evening's colourful dinner.  It was delicious.