Another cuppa ,and then I have a tree to tackle. Next doors. The branches are coming over big time,and what’s more,over the bottom end of the veg garden. The neighbours are tenants and don’t give a monkeys cuss,so when Mrs J and girls go out,it’s ladders up and branches coming down!
Not too much waste to deal with either,as most will go on a fresh log pile. I won’t shout though,or the girls will protest at me doing it - I feel ok today!
This weeks shopping list has been formulated

and a delivery will arrive mid week. We are keeping on top of storage with Mrs J’s taste in mind. I am finding myself in hospital more frequently so I don’t want her dodging meals. We are bulk cooking for the freezers,and that does a good job.

In three words I can sum up everything I have learned about life: It goes on.
Robert Frost.
Covid 19: After that level of weirdness ,any situation is certainly possible.
Me.