Break Point.....

....Carol, our cheerful, inquisitive and informed Royal Mail postie arrived at the door with a letter from the council assessors office. She looked at the branding on the envelope, and as she handed it over told me that we'd most probably be changing council tax bands. She was right. Damn. I went for a cycle to mull over my response and on my return to the house, and after a bit of internet research, I've decided to suck it up.

Then I tackled some of the easier activities from my scout admin to-do list. I could make a career of this if only they paid volunteers.  

Nancy had left instructions for making a Japanese inspired meal for tea, but I was missing a couple of items so I popped-up to our trusty Co-op and was not disappointed. Her fascination with Japan is all very well, but I'd rather have mince and tatties. 

Home now and blipping to avoid doing anything useful around the house. The art of blipcrastination.