Working from home today, not because I was sulking after yesterday's lies but because I needed to open my door for an inspection. Yes, now that people are permitted into other people's homes the ritual of flat inspections has resumed. Previously I have allowed the inspection to take place in my absence but when she tried to let herself in a couple of weeks ago she struggled with the lock, so I told her I would be here and open the door to her.

It was all rather lovely, she loves my flat and it's quirky contents. What I hadn't realised is that she takes photographs and sends them to my landlord. When asked about the smoke alarm I truthfully told her that I had wheeched it into the river because it cries when it gets cold and it is not possible to remove the batteries. She surprised me by being completely on my side and said she would send my landlord a photo of someone else's smoke alarm. Apart from that we had a very pleasant natter about Veera and her yellow sash, amongst other things.

This is my vegetable garden. My capsicum has now been joined by a butternut squash.