The garden next door

Our upstairs-but-one neighbours own the garden next to ours. Like us, they embarked on a garden makeover in the spring. Unlike us, their makeover was less ambitious and is now finished. I blipped the result over the garden wall this morning when I popped out between conference calls to enjoy the sunshine.

Perhaps the most amusing part of the day came when one of my PhD co-supervisors made a tangential allusion to the childcatcher in our 09:00am meeting. The three 'grown-ups' on screen understood the reference straightaway. The PhD student - in her 20s, international - was clueless. I sent her a link to a Youtube clip afterwards. She likes the costumes...

Exercise today: none.