Here we are still locked-down and pretty much sticking to the letter and the spirit...
This afternoon I fettled a dish, impressed with honeysuckle, which is going to be lovely.
And read my book:
And drank tea in the sun.
And watched, with horror, DC squirming, wriggling and slithering his way out of a sacking...
Integrity used to be a favourite word of mine.
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