Rose

I really can’t stand Roses. Horrible prickly disease ridden things that I have to mow the grass and cut the hedges around. Helen likes them.

Gardening this evening. Regular readers will know how miserable this mindless pursuit makes me. I swear and curse all the way through it and hate it with every fibre of my being.

Anyway on a more positive note l spent most of yesterday out on the bikes. Sorted the front suspension on the Guzzi and took the Bonnie for a good run. I need more of this and a whole lot less of the other.

Finally cancelled the TV license today. Had enough of the racist left wing nonsense it pedals.