Funny old day.

Well I wanted to post an exciting blip of our dead Scots Pine coming down and I wanted to entitle it 'Tiiimmm-berrrr' or sumting. But no. A jar of cherries in syrup was spilt from a great height and after the cry had gone up in the kitchen I rushed in, to find the type of scene you'd find in Dexter.

As did our bedroom, actually, as our cat had scratched a large scab off to great effect and after putting copious amounts of blood on our quilt (complete with bloody paw prints) had decided to settle down for a nice snooze. :-(

Pestilence, plague, frogs, locusts and torrential rain forecast for tomorrow so I suspect the tree won't be coming down any time soon. Hopefully no blood or cherry syrup tomorrow either.