End of the year

That's the financial year, for the Cooncil.
Which explains, I think, this lovely new path at the allotment. Also, the large number of incredibly annoying roadworks and diversions around town.
Later I went to the football...the day after the club went into administration, redundancies imminent for some players, freezing cold night in midweek, playing against our most hated rivals. Not a joyous occasion.
I will say this, though. The full moon was lovely, rising in the gap twixt the Main stand and the Cowden End.