Civic duty completed.

Dodging heavy squally showers we set of with the dog to vote (the dog had no photo ID so sadly disenfranchised like thousands of others).  To make up for his dissappointment we took him for a romp in the woods on the way home. Eggs for sale! There is enterprise for you.

Mrs FP can be seen strolling into the distance. It is two weeks to the day since her surgery, the dressings have come off. Commenting that she looked like a poor knife throwers assistant had me on the naughty step for 30 minutes.