Not moving

This is the longer walk down to the village shop to purchase the one Diet Coke I drink on fast days. I rather hope they leave this little truck here so we can watch the brambles grow through it and the metal rust

N and J came to do some work in the garden,  lovely to see her as she’s been ill.  Woody was ecstatic.  Spent the day in the barn office as the wind grew stronger, the rain started and what we got of Storm Dudley arrived. It’s not bad for us but I’m glad I pollarded the willow. 

Sorry dull day dull post!