First lawn mow of the year, Matt in his fave new jumper.

I had a walk to drop a film off, then decided it was too nice a day to walk straight home, so ended up doing a huge loop of the harbour (even had to stop for a coffee) to enjoy the sunshine.

In the evening we had a very strange occurrence, found a small boy (about 3 we think) in our back garden. He was just chilling, not worried or upset. Eventually managed to ascertain where he’d come from (a small gap in a hedge through to a garden right at the end) and fed him back through to his family that Matt had managed to shout to.

I injured myself in the hedge-feeding exercise so spent the evening moaning about my wrist hurting.