It's been a chilly but pleasant enough day here chez Casa Reynard after a somewhat frosty start.
Sleep was middling. Kept on waking up for some reason, and then slept through the alarm. Only just made it to meeting up with a friend for our usual dog walk. I also got delayed stuck behind a large tractor and trailer shifting a muck heap. The smell was, well, pungent, and the cargo was steaming in the morning chill. It was my first dog walk for five weeks, and I really enjoyed it. Stopped off at the book exchange on the way home, and picked up a sci-fi novel, a book on Lancaster bombers and two cook books.
Went out lumberjilling when I got home, carrying on clearing up that big ash tree that's fainted. All the small branches have been done, and I am now dealing with stuff that's eight inches and bigger. Two more branches, and then I'll be tackling the main stem.
Had a lovely luncheon of a chunk of melton mowbray pork pie, and then toast with some posh cheese from one of the festive selections I bought, an apple, a tangerine and a
Then a quick fizz through the chores before going back out to haul in the wood that I cut up prior to luncheon. I had four heaped wheelbarrows, so definitely had a good workout.
Now I'm sat by the fire with a
and watching the early evening news.
