Before

Which surely implies there will be an After.

I haven't rushed asap to the hairdressers, unlike some. In fact, I had to decline an appointment last Thursday because I was busy doing something else. But it's coming this week. Will keep you on tenterhooks.

Len, Basil and I enjoyed a stroll around New Lount Nature Reserve which is known for its dragonflies. I only saw one. 

A photographer I met there said that he'd seen a silver-washed fritillary. Despite the name, it's orange. I thought I'd seen one in the wood, but it wouldn't settle and besides, light levels were low.

We spotted the photographer again, in a clearing. He'd found the butterfly. In fact, there were at least two. It's quite big. I really need to be on my own to try and get a shot. Len would get impatient. They were skittering around.

A wonderful array of wildflowers on the reserve which sits on an old colliery site that closed in 1968. It's amazing how nature has taken over the workings.