The tiny digger is gone, and I'm sorry, damiancugley, I didn't photograph it this morning. I should have done (especially as Andy the builder looked so pleased to be operating it) but I was too flat with exhaustion to remember. I feel better now. Yesterday, I woke up bright and went to bed exhausted, today the other way round. Maybe I only really have enough energy for the morning or the afternoon. We almost have a drive, in its place. Progress!
Speaking of which, here come two more tenovertwelves! buddleia, I also have your memorystick. Thanks! Still waiting on a few stragglers: I'll post the poll for next bimonth's themes this friday.
|they're coming thick and fast now!
And I doubted the Oxford post!