'No Luna, I'm not going into the water to retrieve the ball that you watched roll down the bank before I could stop it going plop into the water'
A beautiful bright sunny day but bitterly cold in the north easterly wind.    I spent over an hour this afternoon raking and picking up twigs and debris from the recent storms.   There was so much whippy sticks from the Weeping Willow, I managed to filled a canvas builders bag.