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So frustrated by sizing of mats not turning out right when I order them, I’ve bought a cutter so I can do my own. Just practising for now.

Sore muscles today, scratched arms, and dirty fingernails: all signs of a weekend well spent in the garden!

Work is pretty frustrating. You know, when you point out to folk the many ways they aren’t following policy and they just say “oh, does that really have to be followed though?” Sigh.

Mr B is looking at buying another church in Scotland. I really have to find him a proper job! (Or a cheaper hobby!)

And somehow all my sansevieria are dying (you know, the unkillable house plants?)