The washing machine

There is a very strong and cold Southerly blowing which has whipped up the seas a tad. While I was at the Cowrie Hole there were two guys out surfing, I thought they were crazy it was worse than a washing machine out there.

There was a touch of gardening this morning, a new mower purchased and the lawns finally done. I managed to cause one of those sprayers to explode pumping it up covering my face in weed killer. If I stop blipping you know what has happened to me.

Must dash now as I am off to see Mother Africa and I am looking forward to it. I will catch you later.