Donald, you’re fired!

Cold and grey. Plenty of birds, flock of long-tailed tits.

Sue here this afternoon and said about the birds. Basically the others from a few weeks back. Mostly blue tits.

Mrs T has translated my bedroom to the point where I don’t recognise over the last few weeks.

It’s cosy and a mischief of elves invaded while we were reading a book. We were going to start but the boss said no. The dogs didn’t understand that language so we let them use the stuff in the caravan.