All packed. Tomorrow we jet off to Egypt.  

Pub quiz. We didn’t win.  

The latest on the great allotment challenge is all good.

Majority of it cleared. Partly weeded. Actual crops planted. 

Amy has been left home just about a year and today I found, in the inside of the built-in wardrobe, a little reminder of her civil disobedience… 

 
I’m not sure who ‘the man’ was, or what it was she was going to ‘stick’ to him, but I hope she sorted it all out. 

Found the most depressing playground ever… 

Queueing for the tip…