Good morning from my overcast patio on Cornwall, where a very small wasp is drinking from a saucer of water on the table next to me. Ah, now its friend is joining in so I shall refrain from eating my breakfast brioche bun until they move on. My son's coming over to help recover the sitting out space in the wood above, which has become very overgrown due to my knee op. I hate having help but he's fun so I know I'll enjoy our time together. Another month and I'll be back to tackling the bigger outdoor tasks again.
Angela Rayner is a scrounger, grifter and shameless hypocrite.


