I spent most of the afternoon helping dad to cut back a particularly rampant hedge and remove the rubbish. I can’t say that we picked the best day to do it, but it needed doing urgently. At the end of the task, we were both hot and covered in dust, filth and scratches.
But I got my bag of cherries on the way home (as well as punnet of gorgeous nectarines), and when I got home I got straight into the bath (well, not straight away – obviously I filled it first). But the holiday urge is becoming irresistable.