Good morning from Foxyland where it is distinctly cooler. Yay!
As long as it is fine for tomorrow’s bbq with D3, SIL, his parents and the two little boys I am more than happy to see the garden watered with no effort from me.
When I got back from taking the Foxyhound to have her derrière checked by the vet yesterday I found I could not open my drivers door. Checked I hadn’t accidentally locked it and sat bemused for a moment or two. Then wound down the window and tried the handle on the outside - Phew! With one bound I was free!
As it had just come back from being unbent and I had a mobile no for the friendly mechanic, Tristram, I rang him just to ask whether they had had to do anything to that door in the course of the repairs and he admitted they had had to take the handle off in the course of the respray. So, to bring it over and they would look at it there and then. Nice man. They fixed it while I waited, no questions asked and my faith in garages was restored. Foxyhound did not like her derrière being fiddled with BTW and actually squeaked. If it had been dear late Gracie, I fear she’d have had the vet’s hand off 
Out for coffee with a friend this morning and maybe a few bits (inevitably) from Waitrose while we are there.
Loved your picMizuma it made me think of “The Flying Dutchman” !
With warmest wishes especially to those of you with worries or in pain, I hope today is gentle with you.
Good Morning Monday 20th April 2026


