We had a late night last night – we are babysitting for our youngest granddaughter, and she kept us up until almost 1.30am, so I don’t get out of bed until about 10am (my wife got up at 7.30am, when our granddaughter woke up for her breakfast). My wife’s youngest son and his wife return home after lunchtime, and then my wife and I load our bags (and the dog) into the car and return to Southrepps.
I take the dog for a walk around the field by the village hall, and then we pay a visit to the allotment to see what’s been growing. The spinach is looking healthy, as are the broad beans, rhubarb, blackberries and raspberries. I hoe one of the beds (just to keep the weeds down) and then return home, leaving my wife to carry on with the real work. I vacuum downstairs (to assuage my feelings of guilt) and then have a go on my motorised cycle (even though I’m not feeling very energetic).