REDEYE

The oystercatchers were snoozing on the beach waiting for the tide to turn. I'd just gone down there to get my breath back after heaving some really heavy bags into the skips at the recycling centre. I can still feel the muscles I didn't know were there before.

Richard the roofer came over this morning and did a small repair job for us and next door's skip was collected. Hooray! And hooray that they haven't replaced it with another one (yet?).