Saturday: The Potting Shed

Brother J left early this morning so K and I were up early to see him off.  If truth be told, we were a little lethargic and a bit on the slower side of things today………we did a few house chores and some shopping.  I also reorganized some of our packing which is a bit of a Sisyphean task at the moment.  It’s a case (no pun intended) of trying to pack up the stuff we don’t need and keep on top of the stuff we do need.

This is the only shot I took today.  It’s my aunty’s garden.  Aunty implies someone older but we’re actually only a few years apart.  She was married to my uncle, my dad’s brother.  I was very close to my uncle, Dave, who wasn’t that much older than me (I’m the second oldest of my generation, he was the youngest of his).  

Dave always wanted a potting shed - seen on the right here.  Not long after he’d had this put up he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and never got to enjoy it - luckily it’s going to a good home soon.