Up a tree

It was very nice to walk along the prom after work with the sun on my back and some detectable heat in it. In fact loads of people thought the same and there was another 1950s feel to the place, the first since May.

The garden was also pleased to have a bit of sun and I spent some of the evening pulling weeds while grumbling at the increasingly obtrusive nature of the neighbours' unsightly leylandii trees which would be fine if I'd chosen to have a lawn of moss.

Don't get me started.