Growing on trees

On our walk down the lane at lunchtime we saw not one, not two, but three bras hanging up in the trees. I’m guessing Storm Francis was responsible.

I’m other news, we’ve had the patio installers (aka the Chuckle Brothers) back today who have admitted and apologised for their mistake. We are now in the process of finding a date for them to get it rectified in conjunction with a plumber.