Tick...Tick...Tick....

There's not been a huge amount happening, really. Work continues [though the clock's running out there], the garden situation is more or less as-was. Well, that's not entirely true. Pair of Pied Wags dropped in briefly - irregular visitors to the garden, usually to be seen in the street. What is it with Pied Wags and tarmac? Not that I'm in any way complaining - the wonderful way they scuttle along, legs whirring underneath them, their perpetual motion tails, and their cheery "Chissick!".

The weekend is coming, and maybe I'll get my arse into gear and do something interesting.

::Pause::

Look at that. I'm a bloody weekend birder! Oh the shame................