Good kid

No matter what the docs say or Mrs Booty tells me, my mental make up will insist on letting me do silly things. Today Jimmy and I filled the 10 ton truck against which I'm leaning, with excess stone from the doings in the back garden. The warm clothing lasted 5 minutes, I nearly went into shorts but luckily for JazzyB ended up in a T shirt and lightweight trousers.

Result, great fun, good craic and a deluge at lunchtime. Never mind, it's done now, everything hosed down and clean. I am aching in every facet of every joint but mentally I am always so happy to get out and "do" something positive.

I may not reply later as I'm unsure how long I'll be able to stay awake. :-)))