Sunny days

Means I want to be outside. Unfortunately if I’m outside I’ll end up doing some gardening as the front grass needs cut, back grass needs scarified, side needs wedded, rockery needs seen to, and I’ll be out later watering it anyway…

Hey hang on, when did that happen? What happened to sitting in the sun with a beer? Hmmm not sure I’m too happy about this ‘getting older’ lark (ohh man I almost said malarky there… dear oh dear).

And, more to the point. What the hell am I doing sitting here?

Before I dash outside, mega busy weekend, nieces and nephews, family pictures, organising this, doing that, lots to do, and never enough time.

Right, where’s the beer…

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