Weekend

For what seems to be the first time in ages, we actually had a consistently good weekend.

It’s all been fairly domestic, getting a lot of stuff done in the garden and so on, but it’s been productive. On a practical basis, I even managed to put together a self-assembly Workmate-type bench without (too much) swearing. Always a good start.

Alongside that, I’ve sawed up one hell of a lot of wood to go into the wood-store for use over the autumn/winter, the garden’s been tidied up in general, (as have the veg-patch and greenhouse) yet more crap went to the local tip/recycling centre, we picked all the broad-bean crop (should be enough for four or five meals, all told) and yes, we just got a lot of stuff done.

Then yesterday evening we topped it off by taking Hound out to Wells-next-the-Sea, and letting her run round like a loon on the beach. The tide was all the way out, so there were huge expanses for her to run in – although obviously lots of other people had similar ideas about going to the beach once things had cooled down a bit, so it was still pretty busy. But it kept Hound happy, and it was a good way to round off the weekend.