Roses decayed

Today we returned home to Edinburgh after our wonderful (hot) holiday in the far north west of Scotland.

When I was unpacking I noticed the sad state of the (once beautiful) roses that we received earlier this month. A certain Mr hazelh forgot to do anything about them before we set off on our holiday two weeks ago. The same applied to a small quantity of milk that I discovered attempting to turn itself into cheese in the fridge this afternoon...

Exercise today: none.