It's been a grey but quite warm day here chez Casa Reynard.
I had a rough old night. Brain wouldn't switch off, and then I had one of those old "too hot, too cold" episodes. So woke up feeling rather bleurgh. Went downstairs, fed the cat and took a

back to bed, where I sat with the laptop and did some writing and planning.
At a more decent hour I went and cleared the chores. Then I puttered about in the garden - watered the planters, did a bit of weeding, potted up some sage cuttings and potted on a lavender plant and some parsley.
Had a lovely luncheon of two teacakes turned into cheese & smoked sausage toasties, a tangerine, half a punnet of cherries and a pot of tea. I had intended on a roast beef roll, but the teacakes were in danger of developing language skills.
Did a bit of admin, and then took the strimmer out for an hour. Did the bit outside the hedge that the council are supposed to cut but never do - that was knee high in there. It now looks a LOT more tidy. Also did a bit more in the garden around the drifts of forget-me-nots.
A bitsas supper tonight - cleared up the last half a Cornish pasty, the last of the swede, the remaining of last night's pasta and made a further dent into the stash of braised red cabbage.
I've just washed up. Plan on a nice quiet remainder of the evening.