|Meg.Enjoying the sun...Duster is in the distance|
" cor...lummy....it's a warm, nay HOT bank holiday"
A totally unbelievable event in recent Uk history.
I have wasted half of the day in bed after night shift.....
And woke up under the eaves of the cottage, sweating like a pig.
Bwthyn-y-Llan is south facing, so warms up magnificently when the sun is out.
The heat gets you up and going much quicker than any alarm clock
The badgers removed poor Bogbrush's corpse over night, leaving a couple of white tufty bits in way of a guilt trip for me.....Duster, Bogbrush's brother is now king of the field.....he should be safe from tin bowl weilding ,sciatica suffering nurses.........he's a benign fellow,
Anyhow ..we are off to Jacksons ( a market garden and cafe just outside the village) for a sticky bun........I wanted a scotch egg..... But there is no call for them .....heathens
Chris talking to Albert on top of the blind Rooster Cogburn's run.
With Meg looking on