Today’s guest picture, from Mrs Tootlepedal’s tablet, shows Matilda wondering when her father will stop paying attention to his phone and start paying attention to her.
We woke to another wet and horrible day and I was happy to welcome Dropscone, who was back from a trip to Aberdeen, for a cup of coffee. The forecast was for the rain to stop by midday and on cue, it stopped. Dropscone went off to play golf and I took a moment to put another week of the newspaper index into the Archive database and then went out to buy some honey and more of the pink pellets.
Before I left, I had a quick look to see what was going on the garden.
There were some rather morose Michaelmas daisies…
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