Is there a space left in this new kitchen? I’m very late poking my nose around the door! I spent yesterday afternoon wondering why I suddenly had no time to do anything and I realised it was because I was having to pick up the slack usually provided to me by the things DH does around the house! All he can manage at the moment is laying the table! Get well soon, Mr Duster!
Soop Thankyou for the new kitchen! I hope you and MacS have a comfortable, pleasant day. How is the rash?
Kitty I had to smile at Persie leaving the boys standing on the climbing wall. It immediately put me in mind if a (very long) poem I was fond of, a bit of which goes:
Her figure was slim as Napes Needle;
Her lips were as red as Red Wall;
A regular tiger, she'd been up the Eiger...
North Wall, with no pitons at all! ?
Go, Persie! A regular tiger!
Love all the photos! Hares are my absolute favourite animal. We used to see partridges hereabouts but don’t seem to now. And the photo of the brambling on the frosty stems is a beauty! Interesting perspective too from Gq. I shall have to up my game, ladies!
Izabella, you are doing a splendid job of running the poorly men’s ward, but keep a close eye on the chap with the stick - he’s a troublemaker! Threaten him with an enema - that should keep him in line!
Galen you have a whole heap of both physically and mentally painful stuff to deal with at the moment and my heart goes out to you. Hope there is some sun behind your clouds somewhere. And yes, my children were just as noisy as GS and his friends, I’m afraid!
That’s a good idea, Corner. We need a man crèche! I saw a board outside a pub in Pickering that said “Man Crèche! Ladies, leave your husbands with us. For the price of his drinks you can do your shopping in peace. We will take good care of him!” 
Well I have to go. Floors to wash, dishwashers to empty, beds to make. Walking sticks to kick!?. School run this afternoon. Apologies for anyone I have missed.