When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, ......
We returned from town with a pile of library books and some meal worms to a bright sunny afternoon which allowed us to rush round the garden doing those little jobs (logs, veg peelings to compost, dig up carrots, weed in the poly tunnel, replenish bird table and feeders). Retired back indoors at 4pm to shake our heads sadly at the USA antics and plan to watch BBC's Winterwatch next week!!!