I was going to put up Sunday's photograph of the park this morning. It came out better than I expected, mostly because the light was doing the work for me.
Nothing much to report with it. Wet grass, two dogs, one runner and the usual aircraft noise in the background.
Graham has already put his bins out even though collection isn't until tomorrow. I pointed this out over the fence. He said he has "things on later", which is the same defence he used last week.
I am beginning to think the things are imaginary.
The photo can stay here anyway. One day I'll get round to sorting the older park pictures properly instead of adding more to the pile.
Right. Work.