Morning all, typical, I arrive just in time to see the revolving doors, revolving as everyone leaves!
Dry, overcast and windy in my corner of Kent today, rained overnight.
Anyone good at butchery? The wolfhounds have caught and killed a muntjac in the garden. Just what you need on going outside; the sight of one of them tossing a deer carcass in the air. If it's still transportable by the time they've finished playing with it; they are not very good at dissection; I'll take it and dump it in a hedge on the farm for the foxes and rooks to eat. Country life, eh?
Bye all ! Four hours late coming down this morning.