While sitting out in my garden this morning, I suddenly saw four swallows arrive and they have been wheeling and swooping ever since, assessing their old nesting site in a broken-windowed bedroom in the derelict house next door. I'm so happy to see them---last year they didn't get here until June 10th when I'd just about given up all hope of seeing them again.
The King is to resume some duties.
The majority of Israeli Jews do not want to occupy Gaza.
Recommendations please, for a stopover on the way to Loch Tay