The Scratching Fence

A beautiful day that began with a thick fog that burned off to give some welcome Sunshine. We took a walk out and around the village, and passed these sheep intent on having a damned goos scratch! And why not.

Lunchtime beers were sacrificed, almost as if it were a normal Sunday.

I sold my first item from the Mathom-house that my garage had turned into over the past twenty years. The garage itself is now looking almost indecently tidy, but there's a pile of other stuff yet to put on Facebook selling pages.

And don't, whatever you do, look inside the camper van. Oh no... ;-)