A cool and blustery day here chez Casa Reynard, with a mix of sunshine and biblical-grade showers.
Slept well and almost got eight hours in. Downstairs, fed the cat, made a

and took it back upstairs to do some writing, ably suPURRvised by Madam Boo.
At a better hour, brought the empty bins in. Food caddy was left open (it's an arse to lock / shut btw) and there was an inch of water sloshing about in the bottom. Did some more clearing up in the utility room, and have a bag of old shoes ready for the tip. Finally managed to get to the last mystery cupboard and see what was inside. Amongst other stuff, was sixty bars of soap.
Lovely luncheon of a chunk of melton mowbray pork pie, avocado on toast, plus a tangerine, a kiwi and a pot of tea.
The only thing I've done outside today other than bringing the bins in, was to trim back the rosa rugosa next to the garage side door, as it was dingle dangling at eye level, making getting past a tad awkward. Also tidied up a bit in the garage and did some more writing.
Now watching Deadliest Catch, and I shall put supper in the poppity ping in a bit.