Eaves

We get the veg store built up to the eaves. It’s not due to rain much over the weekend, but we tarp the building up just in case.

The boys disperse and I head over to Earlston. Ang joins us shortly, and the three of us head off to Sheffield to celebrate Tony’s 60th.

It’s a long drive, but we arrive without mishap. There’s the inevitable tinctures and nibbles, before a semi-sensible bedtime. Tomorrow is soon enough for a big knees up!