Planning the mother-in-law's 68th birthday jam which is being held here in our home whiilst ripping down the neighbours ivy riddled fence (seeing as they wont) and prep'd the ground for the new fence.
Went out again - further up the river to drown some worms - but the chub weren't biting.
Just as the sun was going the perch came out to show me how it's done - chasing small fish and making them leap out of the water all over the place ...
Oh well, it isn't about actually catching fish ...
Writing a very strongly-worded letter of complaint, and rather enjoying it
Feeling thick-headed and regretting the fact that I allowed a coffee with a friend in Soho yesterday afternoon to turn into a lengthy drinking session.
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