Not quite sprung - yet

A couple of warm days when shorts were worn although I still needed a light top and t-shirt; the cherry [to be confirmed] thought it was warm enough...

Then a couple of cold days - like yesterday when pebble sized hail covered the place ... looked as if we'd been attacked with sago pudding...


Life remains somewhat emotional for us all - son's split with his girlfriend of 18 months is upsetting for everyone; even the dog can tell something is wrong.

John's funeral tomorrow.