Turning

Practically a lie in this morning and then a quarry walk rather than around the block before working because it was a lovely morning, much warmer than yesterday. In spite of the temperature, everything is very definitely turning autumnal. Home to do a bit of work in a fairly half-hearted fashion and then the usual Sunday jobs: washing and ironing, cutting the grass, hoovering and mopping the floor. All of which Bailey would like to be able to help with but from trying to run off with clean washing to barking at the mower, he has needed to be contained or restrained whilst I got on with it. And that's another weekend done.