Sunshine and croci..

.. The word ‘croci’ always makes me want me to sing a playground song (croak ee eye, croak ee eye who’s got the ball ee eye) which is, obviously, nothing to do with anything.
And, just for this moment, the real words of the rhyme escape me anyway (not to worry, they’ll keep me awake at 2am when I shall totally nail it).

The duff wine forecast of yesterday has redeemed itself today. Himself is watching rugby (I’m hearing a loud grumble about the Ref) and I’m having a quiet moment with a very pleasant little glass of red. I know it’s early. (Too early). But sometimes it’s ok.
(It’s medicinal!).

I did take the camera out today, to be ‘proper’ in the photography department, but then I decided to back up the camera, which is clearly going to take until a week on Wednesday, so it’s a phone shot (again).